I know that money can't buy happiness
But I love wearing diamonds when I'm sad
So (come and tell me)
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
This bad bitch bagged all the cash
'Cause I went on stage, and I threw it back
To the right, I swear I saw a flash
So I said, "No pics, baby, give me that"
Then I crushed his little Kodak camera
Hulk smash, call me Bruce Banner
Give you the Jones like Indiana
When I work the pole, baby, call me Santa 'cause
My ass is a present, present
Big bills get my attention
Big dicks are my obsession
Sex appeal is my profession (come and tell me)
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
She sell seashells by the seashore
But do she got ass? (No) Bitch is a bore
Yeah, it's kinda fun seein' all the cash on the floor
To be honest, yeah, it's kinda fun bein' a whore, uh
These men are dyin' for me, go call a doctor
Don't throw no roses on me, this ain't the opera
Shake some ass, do it fast
Throw it back, get a bag (one more time)
Shake some ass, do it fast
Throw it back, get a bag (come and tell me)
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much, how much, tell me
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass? Uh
Bring it back
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass, ass?
How much cash could a bad bitch bag
If a bad bitch shook some ass?