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[Verse]
As real as they come, she don't fuck these dudes
Always bout making that money and she don't follow the rules
Myriam Girard, hold them tithes right
In them flashing lights
And you looking like a star
Let that money fall
Its gone rain tonight
Bad bitch I might hang with her
Looking real trill from them pictures on insta - grams in her system
Cross on her heart
But the devil takes over
When the club go dark
I call that poetic justice
The way she dance on that canvas
Tyna paint me a portrat
Of all your locked away madness
I know she masterful on that pole
Make it rain
She wants more thousands
Gone pop that ass for me more
To my heart beat i ain't Robert Townsand
On nights like this
I might wish
That provocateur to go and hit the floor
She dripping wet with them dollar bills
Then clap that ass, and I want some more
Stop playin while these bitches hatin
I'm young god
And my bitch is satin
That god level
My watch level
Get em on they knees
And they start preyin
You a work of art on that peddle stole
Tweak that ass like that rent is do
A View to kill, I enjoy the view
Grey clouds
I'll make it rain
For
Someone Like You..
[Hook]
She do it for the money
Baby girl just wanna find a nigga like me
Gone drop that ass for a real nigga
Gona drop that ass for a real nigga cause
If you shake some more ass
I'mma change that forecast
If you shake some more ass
I'mma change that forecast
Rain throw out more cash
Rain throw out more cash
Rain throw out more cash
Rain throw out more cash
[Verse]
Girl they call me euro
But all I got is them dollars for ya
That cake look good enough to eat
Only thing I need is the olive oil
Can't commit to one cause ladies I love all you
George Washington knows-
Cause my money talk, he said put it in the air
You seen George Washington float-
Oh
And you acknowledge it
Cause girl I know you got debt pay
You a college chick
Into politics
That could work a pole like election day
She wanna get good grades and celebrate
I check the forecast
Expect heavy rain
I be throwin' this cash
Throwin' this cash
Just let the fed reserve decorate
You just left you man
You seen us march in the club and left with bands
You the star of the show
Star of this pole
Your performance in excellent
You deserve a oscar
But more so..
You deserve these dollars
Ass fat
That ass clap
She got the crown with no seven chakras
I got faith in you so you need to know like breaking news
She my favorite too when the night shifts be like 8 to 2
I be tippin' hard cause she put it down like an anchor do
Do a split right off the pole
Then touch her toes while she make it move
[Hook]
[Break]
Girl you act like you don't know
That you the main event
Niggas want to pay for it
I'm gone make it rain on your body
Dollars always fallen off the stage when you crawling
Girl that ass is always looking so.. Right
Take a sip of this and you gone feel.. right
Tonight we gone change the forecast
Cast
The forecast
Cast...
[Ending]
She do it for the money
Baby girl just wanna find a nigga like me
Gone drop that ass for a real nigga
Gona drop that ass for a real nigga cause
She do it for the money
Baby girl just wanna find a nigga like me
Gone drop that ass for a real nigga
Gona drop that ass for a real nigga cause
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