歌手:City Girls
专辑:《RAW》

作词 : Amir Jenkins/Caresha Brownlee/Christopher Wongwon/David Hobbs/Jatavia Johnson/Luther Campbell/Mark Ross/Marlon Goodwin/Michael Len William II/Pierre Slaughter/Premro Smith/Tristan Jones
作曲 : Amir Jenkins/Caresha Brownlee/Christopher Wongwon/David Hobbs/Jatavia Johnson/Luther Campbell/Mark Ross/Marlon Goodwin/Michael Len William II/Pierre Slaughter/Premro Smith/Tristan Jones
[Intro]
Uh, Miami (Ah yeah)
Yeah (Ah yeah)

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it?
Bad b*****s love shoppin' sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b***h, we ain't trippin'
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tippin', no

[Verse 1: Yung Miami]
Face down, ass up, slut me out (Slut me out)
I don't even let a broke nigga eat me out (Eat me out)
He know this p***y stay wet in the middle of droughts
I make him face me, nasty, s****t in his mouth (Damn)
I need that car paid for and a new house
Said "Do I look basic? Wife me now"
I heard cash rules, let me show you how
Better spend that shit, baby, ice me out (Period)
Hand clap, left right, both cheeks
Housekeeper and I can still ****in' up the sheets (Ah)
To the valet, y'all niggas so cheap
If you lookin' for a wee b***h, you know it ain't me (Period)
P***y ain't free, you better spend that shit (Spend that shit)
Since my momma gave birth, man, I been that b***h (Been that b***h)
Got it fresh off the runway, I'm in that shit
He said he love me, he show me, he meant that shit (Ah, ah)

[Break: JT]
Lay it down, lay it muh****in' down
Ayy, JT, yeah

[Verse 2: JT]
Shoutout my b*****s gettin' bags out of niggas (Yeah)
I just think I leveled up, hoes say I'm weirder (What?)
I'm in that big bulletproof with a hit in (Ah)
If he ain't blowin' a bag, b***h, pick a better nigga
I'm in that new coupe, matte, go vroom-vroom
B*****s that be hatin' on me really ain't got no room (None)
I mean literally, no house b***h, no room (Ew)
I'm a city girl, so he gotta be a tycoon
Face down, ass up, that-that's the way I like to **** (Wow)
You want a b***h from the city, huh? P***y pretty, huh?
Got a nigga out of mo'****in' Philly, huh?

[Chorus: Yung Miami]
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it?
Bad b*****s love shoppin' sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b***h, we ain't trippin'
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tippin', no
What good is that nigga bag if he don't spend it?
Bad b*****s love shoppin' sprees last minute
Bags packed, flights booked, b***h, we ain't trippin'
Buy the grub, bring some more ones, don't let him start tippin', ayy