Money In the Bag Songtext
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Money In the Bag Songtext
(This is a stick up)
Put the money in the bag
That′s how this works (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Do what I say
And nobody gets hurt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
You're playing it cool
But you′ll be losing your shirt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Put the money in the bag
Know what you're worth
Oh it's starting to feel like definite love
And I can′t seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick ′em up now
I'm back on the east side, looking for a good time
Gonna get in trouble somehow
I want you to gimme love
Don′t wanna loan that, own that
Get 'em up now
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you're making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hit the getaway van
It′s a grab and run (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Rubber scars on the pavement
Let the ghetto birds hunt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
You're playing it cool
But you'll be sweating when we′re done (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Got the money in the bag
I got what I want
Oh it′s starting to feel like definite love
And I can't seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick ′em up now
Hey, man you're making feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Take the money and we'll ride on
Steal my body for your love song
Oh it′s starting to feel like definite love
And I can't seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick 'em up now
I′m back on the east side, looking for a good time
Gonna get in trouble somehow
I want you to gimme love
Don′t wanna loan that, own that
Get 'em up now
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you're making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
(You′re making me)
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
That′s how this works (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Do what I say
And nobody gets hurt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
You're playing it cool
But you′ll be losing your shirt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Put the money in the bag
Know what you're worth
Oh it's starting to feel like definite love
And I can′t seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick ′em up now
I'm back on the east side, looking for a good time
Gonna get in trouble somehow
I want you to gimme love
Don′t wanna loan that, own that
Get 'em up now
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you're making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hit the getaway van
It′s a grab and run (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Rubber scars on the pavement
Let the ghetto birds hunt (Oh-Oh-Oh)
You're playing it cool
But you'll be sweating when we′re done (Oh-Oh-Oh)
Got the money in the bag
I got what I want
Oh it′s starting to feel like definite love
And I can't seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick ′em up now
Hey, man you're making feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Take the money and we'll ride on
Steal my body for your love song
Oh it′s starting to feel like definite love
And I can't seem to get enough now
I want you to show your stuff
You better pay it up
Better stick 'em up now
I′m back on the east side, looking for a good time
Gonna get in trouble somehow
I want you to gimme love
Don′t wanna loan that, own that
Get 'em up now
Hey, man you′re making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Hey, man you're making me feel so bad
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
(You′re making me)
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
Put the money in the bag
Writer(s): Jenna Andrews, Kiesa Ellestad, Valerie Anne Poxleitner Lights Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com