Tyga – Money Mouf (ft. Saweetie & YG) (Audio, Lyrics)

Tyga is back with “Money Mouf” featuring Saweetie & YG. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by John $K Mcgee & OG Parker.

Tyga Money Mouf

He’s known as an artist who knows how to bring a bop and Tyga hopes that his latest will help continue his reign. On Friday (September 18), California collaborated heavily as Tyga, Saweetie, and YG joined forces on “Money Mouf.” All three of these artists are at the top of their games as Saweetie has been enjoying the success of singles like “My Type” and “Tap In” while she continues to work on her forthcoming project, Pretty B*tch Music. The Bay Area rapper isn’t the only one who has a new record coming, as YG announced earlier this week that his next album, My Life 4Hunnid, drops October 2.

Summer may be coming to an end, but Ying Yang Twins-sampled “Money Mouf” is keeping the party going well into the Fall and Winter with its nod to “Salt Shaker.” If this track doesn’t prove that, Tyga’s recently launched OnlyFans certainly will.

Tyga – Money Mouf (ft. Saweetie & YG) (prod. John $K Mcgee & OG Parker)

Lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: Tyga]
One, two racks, I’ma blow that (Yeah, yeah)
Three, four, five, I’ma hold that ($K, yeah, yeah)
Six, seven, eight, I’ma show that (Show that)
Nine, ten racks, I’ma throw that (OG Parker, go, woo)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (Throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (Hella racks)
Run that bag, nigga, no cap (No cap)
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth

[Verse 1: Tyga]
What’s up, lil’ bitch? I invented racks (Rack city)
Where the Brinks truck? bitch, unload that (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, I’m a king like a planned sack (Boss)
The bitch tried to play me, I’ma play her back (Bitch, yeah)
Bitch hoppin’ on my dick like a jumping jack (Woah, woah)
I’ma pay for her ass, I don’t like it flat (No)
I invest in you, I’ma get the money back (Yeah)
You know I got the Midas touch, ta-da-da (Yeah)
I know you wanna fuck a rapper, fuck an athlete (Yeah, yeah)
Runnin’ to the studio like a track meet (Run it, baby)
And I need a fat ass, it’s a Black thing (Big fat)
Got a Chinese bitch, it’s a ling-ling, hah (Wah)

[Pre-Chorus: Tyga]
One, two racks, I’ma blow that (Yeah)
Three, four, five, I’ma hold that (Hold that)
Six, seven, eight, I’ma show that (Show that)
Nine, ten racks, I’ma throw that (Go, woo)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (Throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (Hella racks)
Run that bag, nigga, no cap (No cap)
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth

[Verse 2: Saweetie]
Yeah
When I’m coutin’, I don’t wanna speak (Uh-uh)
Runnin’ games like seven days, man this nigga weak (Boy, bye)
Ooh, I love sloppy toppy, but my Henny neat (Mwah)
Got the hottest nigga in the A between my sheets (Palms itchin’, palms itchin’)
You know Saweetie bad bitchin’
Triple-plat’ pussy, so you know it hit different (Pah-pah-pah)
Big crib, peep how your baby livin’
If a nigga broke in, I wouldn’t notice shit missin’
A bitch mad in the mirror ’cause she ain’t me (Ain’t me)
Girl, I passed on your man, you should thank me (Better thank me)
I’ma cold lil’ piece, they should paint me (Hahaha)
If I ran from the bank, it’d chase me (Vroom)

[Pre-Chorus: Saweetie]
One, two racks, I don’t want that (Mmm-mmm)
Three, four racks, I’d pour that (Yeah)
Five, six, shit, I might hold that (What?)
Cashin’ out on ones and throw that (Bitch)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (Throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (Hella racks)
Run that bag, nigga, no cap (No cap)
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth

[Verse 3: YG & Saweetie]
All that ass in those jeans
I’m tryna get between
She ain’t happy at home
That’s how his lil’ bitch got stole
Me and T in matchin’ lines, we gon’ fuck it up (Fuck it up, sis)
Do the gingerbread man, we gon’ run it up (Run it up, sis)
Got a natural lil’ thang and she bad as fuck (Yeah, she bad)
She gon’ hit the gym, fuck a tummy tuck (Fuck)
Fuck your ex-nigga, fuck your next nigga (Ayy)
I’m your right now nigga, I’m your best nigga (I’m your best nigga)
I wanna pay for everything and have sex with you
Your old thang told you no, I’m your yes nigga (Yes)

[Pre-Chorus: Tyga]
One, two racks, I’ma blow that (Yeah, yeah)
Three, four, five, I’ma hold that (Hold that)
Six, seven, eight, I’ma show that (Show that)
Nine, ten, racks, I’ma throw that (Go)

[Chorus: Tyga]
Ayy, bounce that ass, yeah, throw it back (Throw it back)
Spend that cash, you got hella racks (Hella racks)
Run that bag, nigga, no cap (No cap)
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at (Mouth at)
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth at
Ayy, is you ’bout that?
Put your money where your motherfuckin’ mouth (Haha)