Rae Sremmurd feat. Nicki Minaj & Young Thug Throw Sum Mo

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[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Ass fat, yeah, I know.
You just got cash? Blow some more!
Blow some more, blow some more!
The more you spend it, the fast it go,
Bad bitches, on the floor,
It's rainin' hundreds, throw some more!
Throw some more, throw some more, throw some more!

[Verse 1: Slim Jimmy]
Hi, bye, hater, I flood the club with paper
Shorty got a ass, some for now, some for later.
Something like Nicki's, dancin' like Maliah,
I'm throwin' all this money, Imma fuck around and buy her.
I can flick the money all night till my wrist tired,
If you put in work, this the night you gon' retire.
You a bad bitch, I ain't even gon' deny her,
She told me, ‘Throw that money!' I said, ‘Make it worth my while.'
I'm ‘bout to empty out the ATM,
She doin' tricks that make a nigga wanna spend,
Girl, you know you got me fascinated,
Just keep on dancin' till I'm outta paper. Never!

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Ass fat, yeah, I know.
You just got cash? Blow some more.
Blow some more, blow some more!
The more you spend it, the fast it go,
Bad bitches, on the floor,
It's rainin' hundreds, throw some more,
Throw some more, throw some more, throw some more!

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
Franklin's rainin' on your body,
Rainin' on your body, rainin' on your body,
Won't you do what I say, start rubbin' on your body.
You like hundred's on your body, girl, you need to get naughty,
Hold up, hold on, her eyes on me, is that your ho?
If so Imma get her ‘fore the night's over,
DJ, play my shit, so I'm finna crank up off in the VIP zone.
See the money go up, and she dance on sight,
By the end of the night she on indo,
Lemme see you make it clap on tempo,
Lemme see you get low like limbo.

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Ass fat, yeah, I know.
You just got cash? Blow some more.
Blow some more, blow some more!
The more you spend it, the fast it go,
Bad bitches, on the floor,
It's rainin' hundreds, throw some more,
Throw some more, throw some more, throw some more!

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Come in, ho, mistletoe, I got birdies, crows,
Flip it a bit, wanna jump on the dick.
I'm like bool, let's get it, let's get it,
I got these bitches kissin on these bitches,
I can't even count ‘em, I fuck by the digits.
Swag terrific, I might fuck that bitch in the kitchen,
Baby, don't use dirty dishes or else you might whip up a burr,
My neck, my wrists is a burrr!
She wanna fuck my dogs, I'm like, ‘Woof!'
Panoramic roof, I drop the coupe, boo.
Pulled up with a bitch, she look like New New,
It's okay if I lie to you, bitch, my swag's the truth.
Hey, she come right back, like ‘em divers do,
Fifty thousand off fifty niggas, no caliber.

[Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Ass fat, yeah, I know.
You just got cash? Blow some more.
Blow some more, blow some more!
The more you spend it, the fast it go,
Bad bitches, on the floor,
It's rainin' hundreds, throw some more,
Throw some more, throw some more, throw some more!