Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Addicted to Money, artist - Paul Wall. Album song Southern Royalty, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: K Sam
Song language: English
Addicted to Money |
Hey, baby, flyer than a learjet |
Pretty face slim waist, thighs quite thick |
Body bangin', baby, holla at me, «What it do»? |
Looking sexy, so throwed from your head to shoes |
Sassy attitude, popping like a firecracker |
You’ll be a nice night rider for a paper stack, yeah, yeah |
Lil' mama let’s chill, I love the way you make me feel for real |
Baby this the real deal, know what in talkin' 'bout? |
Ooh, what a feelin', yeah |
Every time you come around my body free fallin' |
Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah |
Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin' |
Sweet, sweet conversation, takin' it slow |
Girl, show me emotion with thee lights down low |
Worked too hard just to let it go, yeah, yeah |
This time I got to let you know |
That, it’s no provocation, just let flow |
And show me your motion with thee light down low |
And it’s been a long, long time, too long, so now |
I just got to rewind back to when you say |
Ooh, what a feelin', yeah |
Every time you come around my body free fallin' |
Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah |
Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin' |
She no give me no problem, no headache, no, a so |
Me love her so, she easy and when she move wydow |
No other gal can match thee flow |
She no care bout' thee, he said, she say, him say this, no |
Baby girl, just let it go, and when morning time come |
And me have fe go a work, jah-no, me nah want fe go |
Yeah, that’s how she got me, lovin' of thee morning bride |
Ehh, yeah, I saw she lovely, you know she make me feel alright |
Ehh, yeah, that’s how she got me |
Lovin' of thee morning bride |
Ehh, yeah, I saw she lovely |
I gon' give it to my girl tonight |
Ooh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah |
Every time you come around my body free fallin' |
Ohh, what a feelin', yeah |
Anytime you not around |
(What's up?) |
Me hear your body callin' |
Hey, my boo, cooler than a cup of ice |
Sexy mama lookin' hotter than a cajun spice |
Fly, dressed up nice and ready to entice |
Sweeter than a apple pie, «Can I have a slice»? |
My baby, fine lookin' badder than a super model |
Nice curves, body shaped like a sprite bottle |
Down for me, baby, ready to ride |
No matter the situation boo right by my side |
A ride or die chick with some thighs that’s thick |
I must admit that lil' mama got a playa soo whipped |
I’m head over heels, I love the way you make me feel |
Still got you on my team 'cause you, ooh, so real |
You sexy as you wanna be, pretty as I’ve ever seen |
Down with me since you was young and green |
A dime piece, classic, straight out the hood |
Parlay with my lady 'cause you make me feel, ooh, so good |
Ooh, what a feelin', yeah |
Every time you come around my body free fallin' |
Ohh, what a feelin', yeah, yeah |
Anytime you not around, me hear your body callin' |