Kali Uchis
Oh, there's dollars all around
Dolla, dolla bills, yeah
Dolla, dolla bills (Kali)
Yeah, you've been staring at me
(¿Por qué 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 go come
Just me and my maker
I'm gonna make the paper
I'm gonna make the paper
I'm gonna make the dollar bills
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
Get the fuck outta my way
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
I wanna get paid, yeah
Just gimme my mula-la-la
Get the fuck outta my way
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
I'm gonna get paid, yeah
Just gimme 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 o
Like you don't spend money o
Like you don't eat my pussy
To the left, to the right
To the front with it
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know that's right
If the money's going up
Say, yeah, yeah, yeah