Amaarae – The Angel You Don’t Know Album
Amaarae Sad Girlz Luv Money Lyrics
Dollars all around
Now there’s dollars all around
Dollar dollar bills, yeah
Dollar dollar bills
You’re on my frequency
You’ve been staring at me since you walked in the bar
I don’t really know how long now
I don’t need no fake love, no, I don’t need no favor
I know my time go come, just me and my maker
I’m gonna make the paper, I’m gonna make the paper
I’m gonna make dollar bills, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
Get the fuck outta my way, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
I wanna get paid, yeah, just gimme my mula-la-la
Get the fuck outta my way, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
I’m gonna get paid, yeah, just gimme my mula-la-la
I really like to party, I really like to party
I really like to party, I cannot control my body
So when this song is starting, just cancel all your plans o
It’s evident in my dancing, moonwalk like Michael Jackson
To the left to the right, to the front with it, go ye ye
To the left to the right, to the front with it, go ye ye
We already know just how it goes
I already just how it goes
For the night I’m riding solo
Don’t want no odo, just leave me alone
I been waiting o all night long for the DJ to play my song
I dey wind and grind on your booboo
Somebody please don’t call on the popo
Turn it up and then drop it low low
All this lockdown it done make me kolo
I been waiting o all night long o
Tonight I no go pick my phone ’cause I’m so gone o
Get the fuck outta my way, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
I wanna get paid, yeah, just gimme my mula-la-la
Get the fuck outta my way, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
I’m gonna get paid, yeah, just gimme my mula-la-la
I really like to party, I really like to party
I really like to party, I cannot control my body
So when this song is starting, just cancel all your plans o
It’s evident in my dancing, moonwalk like Michael Jackson
I feel nice, there’s nothing in my way
Shawty wanna fuck, but I just want my space
In a Lambo truck, I’m racing
Rims still spinning, I’m pacing
I don’t wanna talk, I’m dancing, dancing
Straight to the bank, count Benjis to Frank
Walk out like I’m that bitch
With the braids back, puffin’ like Kels
Bad hoes in the back, singing “That’s that shit”
Yeah, I really do talk like I walk
Uh, I really been about that life
Uh, shawty asking me for advice
And I told lil baby all I got is the spice for ya
Get the fuck outta my way, I’m gonna get paid, yeah
I wanna get paid, yeah
Two time knockin’, ten man down
You say you a king, where the crown at, n****?
I been muggin’ since the first day
And you couldn’t see a n
on my worst day, nah
Put Moliy on the record for the flex
I was feeling kinda reckless
Young little mamas to finesse it, hmm
Written by; Amaarae
Released date; 10 November, 2020
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