Money Bag (feat. Govana) - Sean Paul

Strike force strike force (Yeah) Strike force strike force (Yeah) Strike force strike force (Yeah) Strike force strike force (Yeah) Likkle bit a money (Yeah) Likkle bit a money (Yeah) Likkle bit a money (Yeah) Likkle bit Yo, shut yuh mouth With yuh likkle bit a money Life is sweet like me dip it inna honey Trick a girl with yuh nia car and yuh nia money When she meet him she fk him Cah that a bigga money Some man start hype True dem make a piece a money One mill Jamaican That a stripper money Give mi woman bare money Like how Bob give Rita money When yuh go a Zimi party Have yuh liquor money Badman nuh drink off a man table But see yah, a suh dem thing unstable Leggo juice inna dem gyal navel Bruk pocket boy no carry don label Bwoy, move from yasso With yuh likkle bit a money Kiba yuh mouth With yuh likkle bit a money Yo wul out With yuh likkle bit a money Go over desso With yuh likkle bit a money Man a go fi money No anuh funny money Louis V duffle money when yuh see Govi Govi (Strike force) Yuh fi know anuh likkle bit a money Life is sweet like me dip it inna honey Contract killer money Some man gone a sea A run dung fisher money Dem seh a easier and a quicker money But, me prefer thief out me likkle sister money Money run like champs yeah that ISSA money Get pull over, officer money How the fk yuh love smoke And nuh have no rizzla money Yuh wah see rifle? Fk with Sizzla money Badman nuh drink off a man table Kaka fart, a suh dem thing unstable Didi, Leggo juice inna dem gyal navel Bruk pocket boy no carry don label Bwoy, move from yasso With yuh likkle bit a money Kiba yuh mouth With yuh likkle bit a money Yo wul out With yuh likkle bit a money Go over desso With yuh likkle bit a money Man a go fi money No anuh funny money Louis V duffle money when yuh see Govi Govi (Strike force) Yuh fi know anuh likkle bit a money Life is sweet like me dip it inna honey Govi Govi nuh likkle bit a money no J.L.L. yow nuh likkle bit a money 4th Gen anuh likkle bit a money Strike force anuh likkle bit a money German nuh likkle bit a money Spain Town nuh likkle bit a money Indica nuh likkle bit a money Yow, yow, yow likkle bit ah- Hey, shut yuh mouth With yuh likkle bit a money Life is sweet like me dip it inna honey Trick a girl with yuh nia car and yuh nia money When she meet him she fk him Cah that a bigga money One mill Jamaican That a stripper money Give mi woman bare money Like how Bob give Rita money (Oh di riddim done, ok)

"Money Bag" (Feat. Problem) Came through stunting with a money bag Keep them sucker niggas in my rear view Stay with loud, hater, I can't hear you Bought a new crib with the hill view Squad got more green than the field do Holla out, salute to my real troops Head bustin' when we come through and peel roofs Got my bitch a new weave, and some ill boots Throwing big green at a teal coupe Shined up, never need to touch it And we ain't filling y'all, like an empty bucket Yo bitch just text like she ready to suck it And I just drunk a fifth so I'm extra thuggish So I turned on my way, no one, no day The west is behind me like my name Kanye Fly everyday, no gotty pass And I came through stunting with a money bag Came through stunting with a money bag Picture me, no shirt. With a Mac 90 wrapped in my t-shirt. Sit court side, with a bitch war Got bond money on me if they do come Fuck, nigga, you'on know me! Won't roll like that you try to rob me If you with me and you don't shoot Then I'm airing out yo motherfuckin ass too... I'm in a car with a bitch that got a boyfriend I faint in her pussy, talking to her boyfriend Got a Porsche in my pocket, all C-Notes Got a face in my lap, all deco Still fuck a bitch in my backseat With a yoppa on the floor, right beside me Said the dick in her chest, I told her my bad! Run up on me 'n leave with a shit bag I rolled with my brother when he went fed Poured a whole fifth out, for my niggas dead Got a stack I'll pay who got a best head I ain't coming out your mouth 'till ya throat red You ain't fucking with me, nigga, you got lil money, I ain't fucking with you neither, biii done told on me I'm a grand on this end, ain't shit a hundred Threw my dope out the window see patrol coming All you niggas went broke, better tighten up All you hoes ain't fucking, better back up Look how she looking at me, wanna eat a nigga Them niggas ain't got a bitch, we the niggas! Better snap out, or you get left, hoe! Can't get your bitch pregnant, she on depo. Got yo bitch in a corner she on time out Told her pull her pants down and knock the line out