I like big cars and a big house a bad bitch with a big Bitch money talkin' 'bout Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch a big mouth Bitch whatcha money 'bout Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out
You's a bad ass yellow bitch that like to like hella shit Bitch whatcha money workin' cause everything else is irrelevant I put that on the rhyme, the line, the and everything I do in time Mutha get outta line Everybody gonna if you work that ass you fine You can my money stack Do it Tell your girlfriend it an act If she really wanna go in the It's the Olympics man she can hit the track On the prowl just like a cat lookin' for the I think you get the catch ain't no (?) match 'Til the sun come up that bitch ought to it back
I like big cars and a big house a bad with a big mouth Bitch whatcha talkin' 'bout Gimme five minutes and turn you out I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big Bitch money talkin' 'bout Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out
You's a dupa brown bitch You top and round thick I have to crank the in my Crown Vic drop you off so you can strip Man the it rains, it pours up the doors You get V.I.P When it comes to my pimpin' I'll you more You eat all up a candy store Hershey bars and Kit So that's why I love you bring it back And you's an Almond Joy all the boys other freaks, ya, how to work a toy And, man, like a chocolate cake when you start to bake Man I about the money you make And the up on your face When you see me in the building and I come in and the place Walked up (?) I walk around the president and I don't leave no evidence Cause at the end of this night I'm a (?) And she smiled like the Cheshire cat lookin like statue Man it was super Man she worked the for super scratch And she talked them outta rack
I like big cars and a big house a bad bitch a big mouth Bitch whatcha talkin' 'bout Gimme minutes and I'll turn you out I like big cars and a big house, a bad bitch with a big Bitch whatcha money talkin' Gimme five and I'll turn you out
You's a money makin red bone that all your bread home foot nine and dead on Them heels put you in a six Packin' all kinds of This is a that's meant for me what your mama gave to me Bitch when you said you wouldn't pay me? Now you got I got me bitch you make a lot Ballin' me precious rocks Every at the shop hair done and I'm sprung You get money at the club Perm it hard, and it up Shake it and shake it up