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Artiste : Sexyy Red
Titre : BING BONG Remix
(3Dawg made this one)

Only thing I love is money, commas make me horny (Money fetish)

Ghost my last nigga, he wasn´t doin´ enough for me (Bye)
Shout out to them bitches who keep my name in they mouth
Just know I´m the big league and you hoes some Girl Scouts (Little-ass girl)
Airplane mode, I don´t wanna talk if money ain´t bein´ mentioned (Mmm)
Thinkin´ she could fuck with me, this bitch done lost her senses (Lost her mind)
If that nigga top fire, I´m grantin´ him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can´t stand bitches

Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can´t stand hoes (Hoes)

My nigga pull up Hellcat, Trackhawk, Range Rove´ (Skrrt)
I´m lookin´ good as hell, the fuck I look like stayin´ inside for? (Fuck I look like?)
Skully tee Chanaynay, bitch, I spent a ten on wardrobe (Ten)
I get what I want and send these niggas off like mail (Get outta there)
You can be his peace, ´cause I´m the type to give him hell (Hell)
He thought he had me put up, crazy as hell (Crazy)
More motion than a lot of niggas that´s slangin´ vacuum seal (Okay)
Y´all might think it´s drip, I just be gettin´ fresh as hell (For real)
Young raw turnt bitch, I ain´t takin´ no chill pill (Never ever)

All my opps is dead ´cause bitches can´t be for real (They dead)
If that nigga fuck up, I´m gettin´ back in the field (Back up in the field)
Yeah, yeah, play dumb
I put belt to ass, my nigga puttin´ Dracs to drums (Bitch ass)
I´ma blow some bread for real, I want every crumb
Pressin´ P on bitches always made my days fun
Post a pic on Insta´, to my DMs, niggas run (Nah, for real)
You might think he´s hot, to me, this nigga ain´t worth nothin´ (Back up, lil´ bruh)
Who want smoke with B? They gon´ need another lung (Yup)
Screamin´, "Fuck ya life," like I´m from NY, bing bong (Dummy)

Northside
It´s your favorite, hood hottest princess, Sexyy motherfuckin´ Red in this motherfucker
I had to hop on this bitch with my bitch Blake, Saint Louis shit, nigga (Sexyy)

Only thing I want is cash, designer on my ass (Duh)
Left my main nigga ´cause that dick was straight trash (Wack)
Northside bitch, you know me, I chase a bag (On Bloods)
Any nigga I fuck with gon´ run his mouth and brag (Goofy)
Cars tinted five, you can´t see who in this whip (Nope)

I like exotic guns, red beams with the switch (Graow, baow)
My niggas don´t talk ´cause I punch ´em in the lip (What?)
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can´t stand a bitch (Sexyy)

Only thing I love is money, commas make me horny (Money fetish)
Ghost my last nigga, he wasn´t doin´ enough for me (Bye)
Shout out to them bitches who keep my name in they mouth
Just know I´m the big league and you hoes some Girl Scouts (Little-ass girl)
Airplane mode, I don´t wanna talk if money ain´t bein´ mentioned (Mmm)

Thinkin´ she could fuck with me, this bitch done lost her senses (Lost her mind)
If that nigga top fire, I´m grantin´ him three wishes
Pulled a him on him, now he swear he can´t stand bitches