Pile of Money

Lyrics

[Intro] Yo, this for the ladies you know Couple niggas prolly showed you some shit Took you a couple places Lemme ask you a question tho, you ever been fucked on a pile of money? [Chorus] I compliment you and girl you compliment me, yeahh We gon play around the streets tell me what it's gon be You and me Surf the streets and find a beach Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) On a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) (woo ooo) [[Verse 1] Girl you need a boss in your life (need a boss) Gotta put you on a flight (on a flight) I rock Ice that make a lot of bitches bite, (they all bite) But let me tell you bout my type I told her I could change her life She said she'll change mines too, I said ooh That's the type of boss talk I like boo, she fine too Louis Vuitton heels looking piru My watch bezel crippen damn this fucken with your eye boo Anyway they call me pay, lets hop off in the steam (ayy) She asked me where we bout to go, I told her on her dream date Fuck your lil ex compared to me he ain't seen K' Let's hit the presidential suite Show you how a king stay She got a little money too, so she talking shit back I'm laughing cause I dig that Did some bossen chit chat She staring where my dick at I can tell she really want it So I took a hunnid out the Louis bag and fucked her on it [Chorus] I compliment you and girl you compliment me, yeahh We gon play around the streets tell me what it's gon be You and me Surf the street and find a beach Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) On a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) (woo ooo) [Verse 2] Proda strip she get a lot of it Cuz she my rider bitch I'm the shit them niggas counterfeit They ain't got a cent Stacks of blue hunnid dollars, strips on the side of it Roley next to them Ben Franks I'm bout to polish it After that I beat the pussy up and demolish it You out of it, put that ass to sleep and I'm proud of it Waken back up, now how ugly this about to get Your stomach I'm inside of it Fuck it ain't no stopping it Grass mixed with some Jaxes fucking on top of it Kick it on some soccer shit Givenchy boots we knocking it Fake I'm the opposite I give you half what I'm a get Shopping spree, designer shit Spoil her if you got a bitch Mr Bavonay with the Dr. master compliment Looking so good I'm maken bitches bite their bottom lip But I'm with my bottom bitch My thugs know she bout this shit We be on that kinda shit [Chorus] I compliment you and girl you compliment me, yeahh We gon play around the streets tell me what it's gon be Surf the street and find the beach Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) On a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) (woo ooo) [Verse 3] I'm a "BO" double "SS" baby Dre Armani I can be your papi you can be my mami Fuck you on a pile of money blue hunnids Thousand count sheets girl I ain't bluffen Call me MvLovin I treat the ladies well Bust your ass down like I do a bill Sweet like candy smell like channel Nice lil shape girl you fine as hell Girl you heaven sent, Christian Dior shades with light tan Cruise Collins while you push the Benz Got you bent all over while I pull your hair Like a one on one Picasso girl you so rare Put your hands in the air if you feel this Kenzo and Margielas on some chill shit Thick like a steak from Ruth's Chris What it's gon be Clay Simmon shit [Chorus] I compliment you and you compliment me We gon play around the streets tell me what it's gon be You and me Surf the street and find the beach Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) On a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) Fucking on a pile of money (Fucking on a pile of money) (woo ooo) [Outro] There you have it Bylug, Dre Armani, Hbk Yours truly (Fucking on a pile of money) Come ride with me We going to boss Island Only bosses can take you there though