Eric Bellinger ft. Problem - Privacy | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
You throwin' it back, back, back, back on me
And I'm throwin' stacks, stacks, stacks, stacks on it
Look at all this bread you got
Is you out of debt or nah?
I'm sure this'll help
You by yourself is all that I want
I know you could tell but it's only 12
And it's killing me cause I know your shift don't end 'fore another 3
And my eyes can't stop watching you stare at me
You know when I throw it up
I want you to throw it down
Go slow when you pick it up
And real low when you drop it down

[Pre Hook]
I got that money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money babe
Come take it from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me babe
I got that money come and take it from me
Girl I know you want it
You can come catch a few stacks with a body like that

[Hook]
And that ain't even being a lie
I want what's in between you thighs
I heard you like it super size, and girl
All I really need is 3 minutes (3 minutes)
I swear all I really need is 3 minutes (3 minutes)
Things I'd do you if we had privacy

[Verse 2: Problem]
180 seconds
Within the first 20 bet Young Chachi have you naked
Few niggas licked on that clique but I'm bout to disrespect it
Whaaat la-la-la-la-la
Your boyfriend texting you it's sounding
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
Fuck him, girl you is whipped
[?] but I ain't giving a shit
Product from nothing, I made it to rich
But they can't stay rich, can't be trustin' these bitches (Oh no)
Plus something seem different about you
Pussy get can't leave that alone, no
Depends will I get him up off you?
The molly go deep as the Ozone

[Bridge]
Can you imagine if we had the club to ourselves
I'll be tipping all night long
I'll provide the pole for sure
And we would need more then a single song
A song

[Hook 2]
3 minutes
You could do a lot in 3 minutes
I swear all I really need is 3 minutes (3 minutes)
You gotta go hard must I remind you
I got that money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money babe
Come take it from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me, from me babe
I got that money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money babe
I got it all
The things I'd do to you if we had privacy

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