"F.N.G.M." lyrics

Bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money

I gotta see yo' bitch, she be callin' shots
My real estate bitch, she be sellin' lots
My jeweler bitch keep me laced with the rocks
I hit my nail tech up, she ain't have a slot
But, my bitch got salons
My bitch run the Louis Vuitton
My bestie work for Tessie, sissy for Bentley
Droptop, glove box with the pink slip in it

My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money (Ah)
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money (Ah)

Got a bitch from out the hood, get it in out of state
Booty club, late night, she be makin' it shake
Dentist bitch, do your teeth, I ain't talkin' 'bout Johnny
And my California bitch come out when it's sunny
My lil' workout bitch got a weight up
She a runner, track star, she a pacer
New York bitch, slice ya face with a razor
And shorty always good for a favor
My bitches get all the way live
My bitches get dressed to the nine
My bitches too wavy, take a dive
My bitches got your man on they line, uh

My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money (Ah)
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money
My bitches get money (Ah)

Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
Fuck bitches, get money
So fuck a nigga if he ever actin' funny, ah