Queen
Close range fire burn igniting her propane
Sparking up a conversation with sir no name
See ain't no shame in her ho game
She on stage all day getting OT that grown way
Her mass sex appeal dressed to kill
Red dress impress has sex at will
A mean walk in those stiletto heels
She don't even know how ghetto feels still fabulous
And ain't an amateur she knows what she's doing
She don't need a man cause all men are useless
But if u got money she knows how to use it
Don't call this prostitution
In her eyes lies a sparkle of a diamond shattered
When she realized it was a cubic
This money got her jaded and she's caught up in illusions
Sitting somewhere between umm hmm confusion and a resolution
See the power of seduction she abuse it
She was the coquette smooth talker so elusive
Red light special as the DJ introduces her
Random men calling her grabbing her moving her
Throwing round dollars money like confetti and they chew it up
Drink after drink its like they only get stupider
But it kept the bills paid lights on and food in her
Addicted to this night life no one could get through to her
You have to take chances in life she said
Let no one on the bottom control your head
Cuz when your down
They wanna keep you right there
No one around to help me with my fear
Money ain't a thing If you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
Ahhhhh
Out in Vegas night life flyer flicking on the strip
I saw her face matching tits
She in the club serving drinks
Her ends would never meet
Cuz she would always need a fix
Fixing on her makeup colors matching with the outfit
Shape shifting money go gettin
All your dreams and fantasies become a night of real visions
No self discipline
Feel of bliss dissonance
But she never cared its bout return on them dividends
It gets deeper steps get steeper
Playing Russian roulette with the cousin of the reaper
Hopping in and out of beamers to the Bentley two seaters
Exquisite was her taste
Upgraded from her Prius
Red wine from the preacher to release her
Soul that was captured by the lights wit no prenup
If you show her money then she show you all her features
Feelings didn't mean much just only raising green up
You have to take chances in life she said
Let no one on the bottom control your head
Cuz when your down
They wanna keep you right there
No one around to help me with my fear
Money ain't a thing If you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
Ahhhhh
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
My clouded mind
Just let me stay in this cloud of mine
Oh Yea
Hey
O o o
My clouded mind
Just let me stay in this cloud of mine
Money aint a thing if you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
Sparking up a conversation with sir no name
See ain't no shame in her ho game
She on stage all day getting OT that grown way
Her mass sex appeal dressed to kill
Red dress impress has sex at will
A mean walk in those stiletto heels
She don't even know how ghetto feels still fabulous
And ain't an amateur she knows what she's doing
She don't need a man cause all men are useless
But if u got money she knows how to use it
Don't call this prostitution
In her eyes lies a sparkle of a diamond shattered
When she realized it was a cubic
This money got her jaded and she's caught up in illusions
Sitting somewhere between umm hmm confusion and a resolution
See the power of seduction she abuse it
She was the coquette smooth talker so elusive
Red light special as the DJ introduces her
Random men calling her grabbing her moving her
Throwing round dollars money like confetti and they chew it up
Drink after drink its like they only get stupider
But it kept the bills paid lights on and food in her
Addicted to this night life no one could get through to her
You have to take chances in life she said
Let no one on the bottom control your head
Cuz when your down
They wanna keep you right there
No one around to help me with my fear
Money ain't a thing If you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
Ahhhhh
Out in Vegas night life flyer flicking on the strip
I saw her face matching tits
She in the club serving drinks
Her ends would never meet
Cuz she would always need a fix
Fixing on her makeup colors matching with the outfit
Shape shifting money go gettin
All your dreams and fantasies become a night of real visions
No self discipline
Feel of bliss dissonance
But she never cared its bout return on them dividends
It gets deeper steps get steeper
Playing Russian roulette with the cousin of the reaper
Hopping in and out of beamers to the Bentley two seaters
Exquisite was her taste
Upgraded from her Prius
Red wine from the preacher to release her
Soul that was captured by the lights wit no prenup
If you show her money then she show you all her features
Feelings didn't mean much just only raising green up
You have to take chances in life she said
Let no one on the bottom control your head
Cuz when your down
They wanna keep you right there
No one around to help me with my fear
Money ain't a thing If you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
Ahhhhh
This cloud of mine
This cloud of mine
My clouded mind
Just let me stay in this cloud of mine
Oh Yea
Hey
O o o
My clouded mind
Just let me stay in this cloud of mine
Money aint a thing if you got it
Just let it rain in my pockets
And let me stay in this cloud of mine
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Writer(s): Ronald Lewis
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