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Verse Simmonds

Bag Of Money

 

Bag Of Money

(álbum: Fuck Your Feelings - 2012)


I wait in line for it, I wait in line for it
I like it when you make love to my words
And you let me fuck your mind
Let's get lost in this thing called time
And if you miss something it's okay
Just press rewind

Cause job full of hunneds, full of money
Cause job full of hunneds, full of money
Jordan to a snicker head
I wait in line for it, I wait in line for it

I like it when you make love to my words
And you let me fuck your mind
Let's get lost in this thing called time
And if you miss something it's okay
Just press rewind
Cause your body is a mind and the deeper I go
I see the treasure inside, beauty I didn't find
Now we both in line
I hear you coming and I meet you at the same time

I be seeing you I be happy,
To you girl that ain't no difference
Cause you give me, yeah you got me
The only one that's been missing,
Putting your friends on my shit since 09,
And I promise you, yeah I promise you
Won't be a waste of your time
See you dancing in the mirror girl
Yeah, it's just me and you together girl
Turn me up another level, and come and dance with the devil
And this bottle made in heaven, oh no, oh no

You looking like a bag of money, bag of money
I ain't talking coins, I'm talking hunneds
Why you think I'm on, having you's like having everything
I've always wanted

My chick bad, looking like a bad of money,
My chick bad, looking like a bag of money
I go and get it and I let her count it for me
I touch her good and she always ride it for me [x2]

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