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Ace Hood - Bring The Money Out Lyrics

[Chorus: Schife & Nelly]
You can catch us in the newest whips, poppin’ champagne
Then we hit the strip club, start a campaign (Yeah)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffle bag (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Killin’ these niggas, ‘bout three or four chains
Just runnin’ the place, bout three or four thangs (Biz)
Bring the money out (Uh)
Bring the money out (Eh)
Bring the duffle bag (Uh)
Bring the money

[Verse 1: Nelly]
Lamborghini, check
Blue Ferrari, check
Maserati, Mustang, jumpin’ out that vet
Fresher than it gets, Louie VVS
Rollie game sick is bluer than the Mets
Pull up to the jets, take off in the next
Feelin’ like the golden child, y'all ain't even up next
Shawty, she the best, she sexy as it gets
Nothin’ like the rest, she shake it like Turrettes
Hey, hey, my shawty go down
Hey, hey, now throw your money out
Catch me at a light strip, if you wanna dip
We don't waist money round here, everything's a slip
[Chorus: Schife]
You can catch us in the newest whips, poppin’ champagne
[?] hit the strip club, start a campaign (Yeah)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffel bag (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Killin’ these niggas, ‘bout three or four chains
Just runnin’ the place, bout three or four thangs (Biz)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffle bag (Oh)
Bring the money out

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
Boosie Badazz
What, what, what, drop, drop
Bring the money out
400 cheese cake, up in my Louie bag
I'm not self righchis, 30 carrots ‘round my neck
I don't make it rain, I make it thunderstorm
New whip, back seat with the goons
When I'm in the club, I light up the whole room
Got that Rosay in my hand, down south I'm the man
All these hoes love me, like pussy in a can
Got that house on the hill, dolla dolla dolla bills
You call a stack a G, but I call a stack a mill
For real, I'm on a level with kingpins and mobs
Don't get them choppers, if you ain't coming with them dollas
[Chorus: Schife]
You can catch us in the newest whips, poppin’ champagne
[?] hit the strip club, start a campaign (Yeah)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffel bag (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Killin’ these niggas, ‘bout three or four chains
Just runnin’ the place, bout three or four thangs (Biz)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffle bag (Oh)
Bring the money out

[Verse 3: Ace Hood]
Excuse me motherfucker, my swag got that bird flow
Hurricane Ace here, you should find shelter
Mr. cash addict, you should go and see a counselor
Dump you with no cash, in the river where they found ya
Flowin like a fountain, money getting countless
Mr. don't test girl, my flow sick
I come down for the people, make a mess
I'm the shit, period, cold text
And fuck a hater and his thoughts, safe sex
Just bring my money, we don't do cheques
Diamonds on my chest, brighter than a dike vest
This the hood stretched money, bowflex
[Chorus: Schife]
You can catch us in the newest whips, poppin’ champagne
[?] hit the strip club, start a campaign (Yeah)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffel bag (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Killin’ these niggas, ‘bout three or four chains
Just runnin’ the place, bout three or four thangs (Biz)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the money out (Oh)
Bring the duffle bag (Oh)
Bring the money out