Rihanna - Bitch Better Have My Money (Lyrics)

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[Rihanna]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Moo-la-lah
Yeah, yeah

Better have my money
Y'all should know me well enough
Better have my money
Please don't call me on my bluff
Pay me what you owe me
Rolling big the day they were born
Give me your money
Who you think y'all frontin' on?
Like blah, blah, blah

Louis 13, and it's all on me
Nigga, you just bought a shot
Kamikaze
If you think that you gon' knock me off the top
Your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don't act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots
Like blah, blah, blah
Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot

Better have my money
Better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my money

Turn up to Rihanna while the whole club is wasted
Every time I drive by, I'm the only thing you're playin'
In a drop top, doin' hundred, y'all in my rear view mirror racin'
Really? Where y'all at? Where y'all at?
Like blah, blah, blah

Louis 13, and it's all on me
Nigga, you just bought a shot
Kamikaze
If you think that you gon' knock me off the top
Your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car
Don't act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots
Like blah, blah, blah
Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot

Better have my money
Better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my money

Better have my money
Better have my money
Pay me what you owe me
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my
Better have my money

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