(8x)
Bitches ain't no money
bitches, bitches aint no money.
T t t turn the woofers on.
Skinny bitches have to go.
Gonna party all night long.
See these booties move along.
Wha wha wha whats going on dear?
You dont have to fear me.
We're just here to party,
b b bitch, in my apartement.
Wha - whats going on?
Don't stop shaking, girl come on!
Got my pockets full of weed,
bitches full of weed indeed
AY!
Right, Im tha Captain!
Tonight im gonna catch you!
Gonna capture all these baes,
gold is runnin thru ma veins.
My ships are shippin fine
Trip trip trip trip trippin' while
Sip sip sip sip sippin wine
Party is where you see this sign!
AY!
I ain't gonna throw you overboard
unless you do not twerk
you have to shake shake shake
bab-ey your back is my perk.
OH!
(8x)
Bitches aint no money
bitches, bitches aint no money
Wha wha wha What are these cups for?
drink liqueur from tha bottle.
Party like its christmas,
i'm santa, you're my hoe hoe
Hoe - jump on my lap
come on baby strap
on you dont have to feel alone
my mind is already blown.
Cuz' when we sail the seven seas,
i live in my fantasies,
that i got the need to squeeze,
your titties on the streets.
I know you're ma favourite,
my favourite bae.
I wanna lay you down,
on sandy ground, on my own bay!
By the way,
My hook is hard
so strong and shiny
so bright and mighty
I'll give it straight to m-m-m-m-miley
cyrus, what are you doing?
you're twerking, twerk all day.
Come on Biatch, pimp this Sailormanpartey.
(8x)
Bitches aint no money
bitches, bitches aint no money OH
LYRICS: JC Safrany
MUSIC: NTB Musikverlag & JC Safrany
LABEL: NTB Records