EDDIE LEE

Lyrics

Baby say she love me, might just turn this to a holiday
Prada babe she keep tellin' me she proud of me
Hot chick, look be slayed she got a powder face
She bring that paper on demand, I call her Sally Mae

Champagne poppin' gon' be hard for us to focus
I barely smoke, I hit it once, now that shit got me choking
My old girl left, she told me to grow up and show emotions
It's hard to get my heart involved when money is the motive

Now somebody tell em, get the fuck up out my face
Somebody tell em, get the fuck up out my face
Please, somebody tell em, get the fuck up out my face
Please, Please Somebody tell em, get the fuck up out my face

Baby say she love me, might just turn this to a holiday
Prada babe she keep tellin' me she proud of me
Hot chick, look be slayed she got a powder face
She bring that paper on demand, I call her Sally Mae

Champagne poppin' gon' be hard for us to focus
I barely smoke, I hit it once, now that shit got me choking
My old girl left, she told me to grow up and show emotions
It's hard to get my heart involved when money is the motive

Money on my mind
Loyal to the grind
No, I can be yours
Just don't say you're mine
Put in work and overtime
Stack it up, rewind
None of this is cheap, so I need every dime

Goddamn right, I got it goin', ya, bish
Please don't talk me up and then not show it ya, bish
Money come and count it, then I'm rollin', ya, bish
Safe when I walk in, my dog is totin', ya, bish

Baby say she love me, might just turn this to a holiday
Prada babe she keep tellin' me she proud of me
Hot chick, look be slayed she got a powder face
She bring that paper on demand, I call her Sally Mae

Champagne poppin' gon' be hard for us to focus
I barely smoke, I hit it once, now that shit got me choking
My old girl left, she told me to grow up and show emotions
It's hard to get my heart involved when money is the motive