Booty in the building
I got money to the ceiling
Yeah its true she want my children
She way up in her feelings
Face down, ass up, brinks truck
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Aye, Its Jaun, Aye
And I'm in California smoking on some lotto
Backwood filled up with rocket power call me Otto
Vomenos I need my money like pronto
Im in the crib number crunching like some tacos
Black boy I'm in the valley with some Vatos
Lil bro off the drank swerving bout to hit a pot hole
Ain't tryna cook but I be asking where the pot though
I be getting cheese and I can tell you that its nachos
She all on me cause I'm bossed up like John Gotti
Im buying drinks for all her friends in the damn party
She throw it back and imma catch it like Odell Beckham
I gotta catch em all call me DC Ash Catch'em
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Break me off just a piece of that ass
And you heard it before but imma throw a little cash
And you shake it so fast that I can't leave it in the past
And I promise to return something like cash back
And you're picking up the change asking for cash back
And I'm all about a bag like where is the cash at
And I'm itching for some paper so I'm finna scratch that
And ya bitch ain't got a body she built like a hatch back
And with Spudrick in the yo
Know the numbers bout to blow
And ya bitch be on the floor
Getting naked like a hoe
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Spudrick - Brinks Truck (feat. OBL DC) Lyrics
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Booty in the building
I got money to the ceiling
Yeah its true she want my children
She way up in her feelings
Face down, ass up, brinks truck
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Aye, Its Jaun, Aye
And I'm in California smoking on some lotto
Backwood filled up with rocket power call me Otto
Vomenos I need my money like pronto
Im in the crib number crunching like some tacos
Black boy I'm in the valley with some Vatos
Lil bro off the drank swerving bout to hit a pot hole
Ain't tryna cook but I be asking where the pot though
I be getting cheese and I can tell you that its nachos
She all on me cause I'm bossed up like John Gotti
Im buying drinks for all her friends in the damn party
She throw it back and imma catch it like Odell Beckham
I gotta catch em all call me DC Ash Catch'em
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Break me off just a piece of that ass
And you heard it before but imma throw a little cash
And you shake it so fast that I can't leave it in the past
And I promise to return something like cash back
And you're picking up the change asking for cash back
And I'm all about a bag like where is the cash at
And I'm itching for some paper so I'm finna scratch that
And ya bitch ain't got a body she built like a hatch back
And with Spudrick in the yo
Know the numbers bout to blow
And ya bitch be on the floor
Getting naked like a hoe
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
I got money to the ceiling
Yeah its true she want my children
She way up in her feelings
Face down, ass up, brinks truck
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Aye, Its Jaun, Aye
And I'm in California smoking on some lotto
Backwood filled up with rocket power call me Otto
Vomenos I need my money like pronto
Im in the crib number crunching like some tacos
Black boy I'm in the valley with some Vatos
Lil bro off the drank swerving bout to hit a pot hole
Ain't tryna cook but I be asking where the pot though
I be getting cheese and I can tell you that its nachos
She all on me cause I'm bossed up like John Gotti
Im buying drinks for all her friends in the damn party
She throw it back and imma catch it like Odell Beckham
I gotta catch em all call me DC Ash Catch'em
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Break me off just a piece of that ass
And you heard it before but imma throw a little cash
And you shake it so fast that I can't leave it in the past
And I promise to return something like cash back
And you're picking up the change asking for cash back
And I'm all about a bag like where is the cash at
And I'm itching for some paper so I'm finna scratch that
And ya bitch ain't got a body she built like a hatch back
And with Spudrick in the yo
Know the numbers bout to blow
And ya bitch be on the floor
Getting naked like a hoe
Its booty in the building so turn me up
I got money to the ceiling and imma count it up
Yeah its true she want my children when I'm filling up her cup
She way up in her feelings I'm about to f*ck it up
With ya face down, ass up
Thumbing through these bands uh
Heavy as a brinks truck
Writer: Drake Chappell, Landon Key
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