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LYRICFLUENTMoney Come Lyrics by Iggy Azalea Iggy Azalea
Below, you will find the lyrics for Money Come by Iggy Azalea.
Bounce, come on, bounce
Bounce, come on, bounce
Bounce, come on, bounce
Bounce, come on, bounce
Have you ever seen five bad bitches at your door?
All black masks like a 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 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
These bitches 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
So wet, he need an anchor
Where that bitch talkin' shit? I wanna thank her
'Cause even though I don't with you hoes
All the hatin' kept my eyes on the money like a banker
Come, baby, come, baby, money make me come
Come, baby, come, baby, money make her come
Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some
Keep her name out your mouth if you can't give her some
Come, baby, come, baby, can you make me come?
Come, baby, come, baby, I can make you come
Can you hit it till I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum?
I can hit it till 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 deep throat it
Y'all hoes out here working my nerves
Time to terminate a 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
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 shoot
I can put it on your head and they can put you on the news
Shout out all the haters going cuckoo
'Cause I'm on that money train like choo-choo
He wanna stick it in my body like voodoo
'Cause the money make the kitty go woo-woo
Come, baby, come, baby, money make me come
Come, baby, come, baby, money make her come
Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some
Keep her name out your mouth if you can't give her some
Come, baby, come, baby, can you make me come?
Come, baby, come, baby, I can make you come
Can you hit it till I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum?
I can hit it till you feel it in your tummy-tum-tum
Bad bitches to the front
Broke boys to the side
If I tell that boy, 'Jump'
He better ask, 'How high?'
Bad bitches to the front
Broke boys to the side
And if I tell that boy, 'Jump'
He better ask, 'How high?'
Come, baby, come, baby, money make me come
Come, baby, come, baby, money make her come
Keep my name out your mouth if you can't give me some
Keep her name out your mouth if you can't give her some
Come, baby, come, baby, can you make me come?
Come, baby, come, baby, I can make you come
Can you hit it till I feel it in my tummy-tum-tum?
I can hit it till you feel it in your tummy-tum-tum
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