I´ve been on the other side Got my lips smacked now they´re dry Then you call me call me in Tou think I am your possession you´re Messing with a Southern girl But my recipe is on With your stale bread yeah it´s hot But Baby I don´t need your cash so Baby maybe I let your
Big Wheel turn my Fantasy Don´t you throw your shade on me I´ve been drinkin´ down your pain Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and Wash it away Wash it away Wash you away boy Let´s go
I´ve been on my knees But you´re so hard hard to please Did you take me take me in So you are a superstar get off the cross we need the wood Somehow you will rise But without a tool I know honey you´re a pro But Baby I don´t need you cash Mama got it all in hand now
Gimme 8 Gimme 7 Gimme 6 Gimme 5 Gimme 4 Gimme 3 I. I. I am a M-I-L-F don´t you forget M-I-L-F don´t you forget M-I-L-F don´t you forget Baby I don´t need your cash so Baby maybe I let your