Bounce, come on, bounce (huh)

Bounce, come on, bounce (huh)

Bounce, come on, bounce (huh)Bounce, come on, bounce (huh)

Have you ever seen five bad bitches at your door?

All black masks like a fuckin′ luchador

Bitch, I'm still up for whoever keepin′ score

Tell 'em run it, tell 'em run it, till their legs get sore

Covered in Givenchy, smellin′ like a bando

Say my pussy magic, he call my shit Orlando

My baby think I′m Costco, he just want a sample

Put him on his knees and gave him more than he could handle

Say you gonna run up on who? I need proof (proof)

These bitches pussies, their mouths are too loose

Still know some neighbourhood boys who can shoot

I can put it on your head and they can put you on the news

(Woo-woo) pussy so wet, he need an anchor

(Woo-woo) where that bitch talkin' shit? I wanna thank her

(Woo-woo) ′cause even though I don't fuck with you hoes

All the hatin′ kept my eyes on the money like a banker

Come baby, come baby, money make me come (come one, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, money make her come)

Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some (come on, bounce)

(Keep her name out your mouth if you can′t give her some)

Come baby, come baby, can you make me come? (Come on, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, I can make you come)

Can you hit it 'til I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum? (Come on, bounce)

(I can hit it 'til you feel it in your tummy-tum-tum)

Okay, so you wanna play rough, I′m reloaded

Okay, either get up off my clit or deepthroat it

Y′all hoes out here workin' my nerves

Time to terminate the bird like a two-week notice

Mad I′m in my bag, but they sing my hits

If I had one, I'd tell y′all to suck my dick

Who you a bitch and you a bitch, check the fit, peep the drip

Check the score, we up six, put in work, never quit

MC Hammer, too legit, I'ma treat you like a trick

Throw that ass, I′ma make 'em throw it up, no bib

Still with them bougie ass bitches who can't shoot

I can put it on your head and they could put you on the news

(Woo-woo) shout out all the haters goin′ cuckoo

(Woo-woo) ′cause I'm on that money train like choo-choo

(Woo-woo) he wanna stick it in my body like voodoo

(Woo-woo) ′cause the money make the kitty go who-who

Come baby, come baby, money make me come (come on, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, money make her come)

Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some (come on, bounce)

(Keep her name out your mouth if you can′t give her some)

Come baby, come baby, can you make me come? (Come on, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, I can make you come)

Can you hit it 'til I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum? (Come on, bounce)

(I can hit it ′til you feel it in your tummy-tum-tum)

Bad bitches to the front (bad bitches to the front)

Broke boys to the side (broke boys to the side)

If I tell that boy, "Jump" (if I tell that boy, "Jump")

He better ask, "How high?" (He better ask, "How high?")

Bad bitches to the front (bad bitches to the front)

Broke boys to the side (broke boys to the side)

And if I tell that boy, "Jump" (jump, jump)

He better ask, "How high?" (Woo)

Come baby, come baby, money make me come (come on, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, money make her come)

Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some (come on, bounce)

(Keep her name out your mouth if you can't give her some)

Come baby, come baby, can you make me come? (Come on, bounce)

(Come baby, come baby, I can make you come)

Can you hit it ′til I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum? (Come on, bounce)

(I can hit it ′til you feel it in your tummy-tum-tum)