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LAURIANA MAE lyrics : "Money Mae"

Let's call it a stick up
Let's call it a show down
Miss Money Mae came to shut it down

Everybody on your feet when the beat drop
Let me see the girls take it to the ground


...
Ice stuffed glass with my champagne pour in it
Two sips could have shaken my hips

To the rhythm of the beat that ...
It's ..., had another spotlight
... dressed in white

Like Diddy, baby can you giddy
This is how we do when we come to your city


Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash

Cash stash in my hand
Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae

Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand


Let's call it a robbery cause I come to take %#@!
Let them big boys, yup that's my target
They call me a killer back in Jersey

The way I murder on the track real dirty, real gangster
I see you boppin to the beat and I thank ya
Put your hands up, let me see you wave 'em

We got it looking like a happy situation

Miss Money Money Mae

Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand

Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash

Cash stash in my hand

Let's slow it down right here while I catch my breath and breathe

I got my eye on big boy 'cross the room and I can feel him watching me
Usually I call the shots but I can tell he ...
I need a boss that could help me set this all

Come on let's get this running

Miss Money Money Mae

Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand

Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash

Cash stash in my hand

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