Money Diet

Red lights
High heels
Flashing ice
Pretty boys
We clean your wallet tonight

Champagne bottom up
Bartender come here fill it up
He say
He say
He say
He wanna get high

Baby
I have not been feeling myself
Lately
That's the shit I make him say
To me
I let that bitch complain just
Pay me

I just made 20 k piece of cake
More is on the way
The dollar always seems to find me
Even if its trap money
And everyone around me thinks that they actually know me
Ain't got time to listen to a boss's bullshit
I'm on a money diet
In my lingerie, I collect collect
Collect

Red lights
High heels
Flashing ice
Pretty boys
I clean your wallet tonight

Champagne bottom up
Bartender come here fill it up
He say
He say
He say
He wanna get high

Baby
I have not been feeling myself
Lately
That's the shit I make him say
To me
I let that bitch complain just
Pay me



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