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She got a ruby lips She got big green eyes Man you better take more money Down to the islands where the big bird flies She goes through it just like honey
Honey, honey, You know it’s just not funny I’ll tell you somethin’ that will make you wise Man you better take more money
She like sailing boats She want golden tan Man you better take more money ‘Cause it runs through her fingers like shiftin’ sand Don’t you know it’s not funny
Funny, funny How she goes through it just like honey Because it feels so sexy in her pretty hand So man you better take more money
She drink Dom Perignon She sipping Grand Marnier Man you better take more money All night party and sleep all day Even it rain or sunny
Sunny, sunny Funny how she goes through just like honey To be with her you must pay to play So man you better take more money
She do naughty talkin’ on the telephone Don’t you know it’s not funny Cryin’ come and see me ‘cause I’m all alone But don’t forget to bring more money
Bring money, lots of money ‘Cause she goes through it just like honey I’ll tell you something you should have known Man you better take more money
Take money, money Lots of money ‘Cause she goes through it just like honey I’ll tell you something you should have known Man you better take more money
Yes you wanna take more money You’re gonna’ have to make more money Yes you wanna’ take more money |
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