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Victor - Moolah (feat. Kid Pnl) Lyrics
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Give me my motherf*ckin money bitch
(Aye) Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
Zippity zippity zippity zap
I ain't no richie but I come with class
Ain't no speed racer but I do the dash
Nerdy cutie yeah she good with the math
(Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye)
Good with the math
She good with the numbers she counting the cash
Mr. Nance I need my advance
The sooner I get it the better
I need the cash in my hands
The racks in the bank
I need that shit when I land
Making that money was always the plan
Making that money was always the plan
(Always the plan, Always the plan)
(Aye) Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso.
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
Aye hop in the kitchen you know we gon' whip it up
All of my shots going in I ain't missing em
I'm dippin in like I'm dippin dots
I'm dippin I'm dippin
Now she go on and on
She go on and on
I'm like hold up nahh nahh nahh
(Yeah) she go on and on
I'm like hold up nahh nahh nahh
Like ayo yeah she wanna go
Came up with the sauce since the day I've been born
Said she dance like she wanna hit the floor
Got a lot of games cmon check the board
Talking smack make your way to the door
Feeling fly just let me sore
Yeah she put the Mmm in more
Got options but I still get bored
I know a girl from Houston
Call her Whitney
If I ever touch down she comin with me
That bitch bad and she sweet like honey
Spend a lotta racks but I still get money
Catch me in the streets cuz you know I be stuntin
My phone ringing why your girl keep buggin
Get outta my face
You don't like raisins what about dates
Ain't nobody taking my place
Big boss put me there with the greats
Me and the bro we stay going insane
(Aye, Aye) Me and the bro yeah we going insane
Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso.
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
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Give me my motherf*ckin money bitch
(Aye) Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
Zippity zippity zippity zap
I ain't no richie but I come with class
Ain't no speed racer but I do the dash
Nerdy cutie yeah she good with the math
(Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye)
Good with the math
She good with the numbers she counting the cash
Mr. Nance I need my advance
The sooner I get it the better
I need the cash in my hands
The racks in the bank
I need that shit when I land
Making that money was always the plan
Making that money was always the plan
(Always the plan, Always the plan)
(Aye) Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso.
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
Aye hop in the kitchen you know we gon' whip it up
All of my shots going in I ain't missing em
I'm dippin in like I'm dippin dots
I'm dippin I'm dippin
Now she go on and on
She go on and on
I'm like hold up nahh nahh nahh
(Yeah) she go on and on
I'm like hold up nahh nahh nahh
Like ayo yeah she wanna go
Came up with the sauce since the day I've been born
Said she dance like she wanna hit the floor
Got a lot of games cmon check the board
Talking smack make your way to the door
Feeling fly just let me sore
Yeah she put the Mmm in more
Got options but I still get bored
I know a girl from Houston
Call her Whitney
If I ever touch down she comin with me
That bitch bad and she sweet like honey
Spend a lotta racks but I still get money
Catch me in the streets cuz you know I be stuntin
My phone ringing why your girl keep buggin
Get outta my face
You don't like raisins what about dates
Ain't nobody taking my place
Big boss put me there with the greats
Me and the bro we stay going insane
(Aye, Aye) Me and the bro yeah we going insane
Lil mama bad and she know how to get it
A whole check on her yeah I might just spend it
In order to do that imma need my pesos
I'm talking bout paper that moolah that queso.
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the
I want the
I want the money (Ouu)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
I want the what
(I want the money)
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Writer: Bryan Carrillo, Guzman Guzman, Victor Guzman
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