Money Paper 文本歌词
作词 : Ines Feillant
作曲 : Hugo Guittard
Wish I was a gangsta
Living for the mula
Never give a damn
About any other
Thing than the green of my money paper
Feel like I’m the king baby I’m a killer
Wish I was a killer
Living for the danger
Always keep my gun
Around just in case ya
Dare come too close of my money paper
Feel like I’m the king baby I’m a killer
Yeah I’d have racks on racks on racks
Don’t you come too close to my stacks
Racks on racks on racks
But I’m so lonely
But everything I care about is the green in your goddamn eyes
Oh my heart’s broke and what a misery
I’m so lonely
And if I had everything
Still don’t have your body to call my own
I be chasing you
Instead of chasing dollars
Money paper green eyes you’ll be
The death of me
If your eyes could only look at me
I’d be the richest girl, but
I be chasing you
They say time is money
But I be chasing you
Don’t care about money
I’m wasting all my time
Yet I’m still so lonely
I’m so lonely
But I’m so lonely
But everything I care about is the green in your goddamn eyes
Oh my heart’s broke and what a misery
I’m so lonely
And if I had everything
Still don’t have your body to call my own
(Wish I was a gangsta living for the mula
Never give a damn about any other
Wish I was a killer living for the danger
Dare come too close of my money paper
Money Paper LRC歌词
作词 : Ines Feillant
作曲 : Hugo Guittard
Wish I was a gangsta
Living for the mula
Never give a damn
About any other
Thing than the green of my money paper
Feel like I’m the king baby I’m a killer
Wish I was a killer
Living for the danger
Always keep my gun
Around just in case ya
Dare come too close of my money paper
Feel like I’m the king baby I’m a killer
Yeah I’d have racks on racks on racks
Don’t you come too close to my stacks
Racks on racks on racks
But I’m so lonely
But everything I care about is the green in your goddamn eyes
Oh my heart’s broke and what a misery
I’m so lonely
And if I had everything
Still don’t have your body to call my own
I be chasing you
Instead of chasing dollars
Money paper green eyes you’ll be
The death of me
If your eyes could only look at me
I’d be the richest girl, but
I be chasing you
They say time is money
But I be chasing you
Don’t care about money
I’m wasting all my time
Yet I’m still so lonely
I’m so lonely
But I’m so lonely
But everything I care about is the green in your goddamn eyes
Oh my heart’s broke and what a misery
I’m so lonely
And if I had everything
Still don’t have your body to call my own
(Wish I was a gangsta living for the mula
Never give a damn about any other
Wish I was a killer living for the danger
Dare come too close of my money paper