Money Moore (Freestyle Version) ft. ND SAVV Lyrics

Bad bitches never got the time Call me up whenever, baby, it's fine

I fucked you once, now you're mine I'm not trusting you

Can't forget how you waste your time Had to chase your ass and now you're mine

Other niggas is still on your line Why I'm not trusting you

Wait, wait, what she want? more and more and more

I'm bout to give her more and more I met her on the tour

So I owe her right back to money Moore And I'm bout to give her more and more

Mamacita,honeybee, my mi amor sang to your bitch like I'm Albee shore

I'm so sure, so sure In the trap, I be whipping raw

Work your wrist, watch the water boil She like the way a nigga coming off

That ass fat, baby, damn, it's butter soft Can I take you out? When ya day off

Piffy drippin' Chick-fil-A, I keep the sauce Most prolific NPR, I'm the boss

I'm tryna get me more and more

3, 2, 1

Nemo P and ND SAVV we in the spot, man, we ain't write this shit

Nah, I'm just talking to y'all, big piffy shit

Never got the time, I F**** you once and baby, now you mine

Bad bitches always on my line that's why I'm not trusting you

What she want? More and more I'm bout to give her more and more

When you met her, I was on tour That's why I had to give her more and more

Took her ass back, write the money long

Hit ND SAVV about to pull up, that's for sure

It's me and you, but you for the crew Bitches on my body, now what would you do

Got the best groove with my third leg, it's not a fluke

Look at how you got me, send my little boo

Wrap your legs around me and watch how I stroke

Bring your female got me, you all gotta roll

Pussy is tight, titties sit right, ass is a hitter

Cause whenever I hit it, ass shit hit back, I never believe her

Y'all should've seen it, but let you know on the way, y'all got the bitties

It got the bitty,, 12 sex in the city

No girl is privy, love all colors, don't go to the end

You, me, and about three friends, they done creepin' in the deep end, yeah

I wanna swim in your pool, wanna swim in your hole

In between the thighs, heard it is warm

Shit, thought you was home

Just cause we fuckin' doesn't mean nothin' at all

Wait, what she want? What she want

And more, I'm about to give her more

And more, I met her outside, I was on toes

I bought her right back, to money Moore

And I gave her more, and more

What she wanted? More, and more

Sing to your bitch like I'm Albee sure

I'm so sure, so sure