Tyga - Money Mouf Feat Saweetie Y Yg Lyrics

One, two racks, I'ma blow that (yeah)
Three, four, five, I'ma hold that (hold that)
Six, seven, eight, I'ma show that (show that)
Nine, ten, racks, I'ma throw that (OG parker)

Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (hella racks)
Run that back, nigga no cap (no cap)
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)
Ayy, is you 'bout that?
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)

What's up lil' bitch, I invented racks (racks)
Brought a Brinks truck, bitch in love with that (skrr, skrr)
Bitch I'm a king, like I'm playin' sack (ball)
The bitch tryna play me, I'ma play her back (bih)
Bitch hoppin' on my dick like a Jambo Jack
I'ma pay for her ass, I don't like it flat (no)
I invest in you, I'ma get the money back (yeah)
You know I got the Midas Touch, ta-da-da (yeah)
I know you wanna fuck a rapper, fuck an athlete (yeah)
Runnin' to thе studio like a track meet
And I need a fat ass, that's a Black thing
Got a c-hinese bitch, it's a Ling-ling

Onе, two racks, I'ma blow that (yeah)
Three, four, five, I'ma hold that (hold that)
Six, seven, eight, I'ma show that (show that)
Nine, ten, racks, I'ma throw that

Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (hella racks)
Run that back, nigga no cap (no cap)
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)
Ayy, is you 'bout that?
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)

Yeah
When I'm coutin', I don't wanna speak (uh-uh)
Runnin' games for seven days, man this nigga weak
Ooh I love sloppy toppy but my Henny neat (mwah)
Got the hottest nigga in the a- in between my sheets (it's itchin', itchin')
You know Saweetie bad bitchin'
Drip up plat' pussy, so you know it hit different (pah-pah-pah)
Big crib, peep how your baby livin'
If a nigga broke then I wouldn't the shit missin'
A-a bitch mad in the mirror 'cause she ain't me (ain't me)
Girl I passed on your man, you should thank me (better thank me)
I'ma cold lil' piece, they should paint me (hahaha)
If I ran from the bank, better chase me (vroom)

One, two racks, I don't want that (hmm-hmm)
Three, four racks, I pour that (yeah)
Five, six, shit I might hold that (what?)
Cashin' out on ones and throw that (bitch)

Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (hella racks)
Run that back, nigga no cap (no cap)
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)
Ayy, is you 'bout that?
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)

All that ass in them jeans
I'm tryna get between
She ain't happy, at home
That's house, lil' bitch got stone
Me and T in matchin' lines, we gon' fuck it up (fuck it up sis')
Do the gingerbread man, we gon' run it up (run it up sis')
Got a nasty lil' thang, and she bad as fuck (and she bad)
She gon' hit the gym, fuck a tummy tuck (fuck)
Fuck your ex nigga, fuck your next nigga (ayy)
I'm your right now nigga, I'm your best nigga (I'm your best nigga)
I wanna pay for everything, and have sex with you
Your old thang told you no, I'm your yes nigga (yes)

One, two racks, I'ma blow that (yeah)
Three, four, five, I'ma hold that (hold that)
Six, seven, eight, I'ma show that (show that)
Nine, ten, racks, I'ma throw that (OG Parker)

Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (hella racks)
Run that back, nigga no cap (no cap)
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)
Ayy, is you 'bout that?
Put your money where your mothafuckin' mouth at (mouth at)