Lyrics: Onaduja Reuben Yinka/Ama Serwah Genfi/Karly-Marina Loaiza/Molly Ama Montgomery
Music: Onaduja Reuben Yinka/Ama Serwah Genfi/Karly-Marina Loaiza/Molly Ama Montgomery
Kali Uchis
Oh, there's dollars all around
Dolla-dolla, bills, yeah
Dolla-dolla, bills (Kali)
Yeah, you've been starin' at me (ΒΏPor quΓ© me miras?)
I don't really know how long now
I feel like there's nothing in my way
All this money on me, it feels amazing
In the Range Rover, I'm racing
Me and your nigga still dating
I don't wanna talk, I'm dancing, dancing
I don't need no fake love
No, I don't need no favor
I know my time will come
Just me and my maker (Da, da, da, da-la)
I'm gonna make the paper (Da, da, da, da-la)
I'm gonna make the paper (Da, da, da, da-la)
I'm gonna make the dollar bills (Da, da, da, da-la)
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
Get the f**k outta my way
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
I wanna get paid, yeah
Just give me my mula-la-la
Get the f**k outta my way
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
Just give me my mula-la-la
I really like to party, I really like your body
I really wanna get naughty, I think you're such a hottie
Slow dancing in the party
Oh yes, bring me the money
Book a flight to Miami, baby take me out the country
Why you wanna act like Leo?
Like you don't love me please, oh
Like you don't spend money, oh, like you don't eat my p***y
To the left, to the right, to the front with it, go yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that's right, If the money's goin' up, say yeah, yeah, yeah