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How much cash could a bad b#tch bag
If a bad b#tch shook some #ss
How much cash could a bad b#tch bag
If a bad b#tch shook some #ss, tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much cash could a bad b#tch bag
If a bad b#tch shook some #ss, uh
This bad b#tch bagged all the cash
‘Cause I went on stage and I threw it back
To the right, I swear I saw a flash
So I said, “No pics, baby, give me that”
Then I crushed his little Kodak camera
Hulk smash, call me Bruce Banner
Give you the jones like Indiana
When I work the poll, baby, call me Santa ’cause
My #ss is a present, present
Big bills get my attention
Big dicks are my obsession
Sex appeal is my profession
How much cash could a bad b#tch bag
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