WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)

Lyrics: Bianca Landrau/Rodrick Doss Jr./Tee Romano/London Jae/Onika Maraj Music: Bianca Landrau/Rodrick Doss Jr./Tee Romano/London Jae/Onika Maraj WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****er, Barbia (BIA, BIA WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because it's cheap to m It's some money at my table, grab a seat with me Cost a ticket just to cover all my legal fees WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+I don't hang with jealous bitches, that's a weak diseas Ho, don't run up If you broke and in my business, then just shut up WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+I invested in my body bitch, I'm done u WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+I look good, I like to **** him when the sun up, u
I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega (Uh) And I keep it with me just so that I'm feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega (Brr) Bitches, I'm getting money, give a **** about a hat
WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes
Ayo, I put on my jewelry just to suck my nigga off (Off) Fingers on his dick like I'm about to tell him, 'Cough' (Cough Wait, hold on, Holiday You can't give it to 'em dry like that You gotta get that shit wet first You gotta prep them for shit like that WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+Bring that shit back, bring that shit the **** bac
I put on my jewelry just to go out by the pool (Pool) And I keep it with me incase somebody act a fool (Fool) Pucci on my coochie, I'ma make these niggas drool (Drool) Higher than the moon, but I'm in tune, so don't run up (Brr) 'Cause if you run up (Brr) I guarantee you ain't gon' leave looking done up (Uh-uh) Some likkle Chinese bangs with the bun up I got the crown, little bitch, you just a run' up (Oh
I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega And I keep it with me just so that I'm feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega Bitches, I'm getting money, give a **** about a hat
WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes (Mmm)
Ayo BIA, I just bent the block, all these bitches wanna be y Prolly cause my waist gone, money long Nia Well, I ain't talking cars, long hair, don’t KIA In a twin seater, you Tamera? What’s Tia? My pussy pretty, I **** 'em like porn star Ain’t playing basketball, but my bitches is all star That Richie on my wrist 'cause I'm richer than most broads Yo Nick, this bitch is trippin' let's send 'em a postcard (Haha, brr
I put on my jewelry just to go to the bodega And I keep it with me just so that I'm feeling safer Fendi on my body, but my feet is in Bottega Bitches, I'm getting money, give a **** about a hat
WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+WHOLE LOTTA MONEY (Remix)+It's a whole lotta money in this mother****e
Ain't gon' keep me 'round no broke shit, that broke shit get old Ain't gon' keep me 'round no ho shit, these hoes get too bold I'm allergic to that no shit, my wrist game on cold I might paint my coupe white just to match with my toes
BIA, BIA