Privacy (feat. Problem)

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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 killin' me 'cause I know
 Your shift don't end 'fore another 3
 And my eyes can't stop
 Watchin' 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
 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
 And that ain't even bein' 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 to you if we had privacy
 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 textin' you,
 It's soundin' like
 Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
 Fuck him, girl, you is whipped
 Ass on photo but
 I ain't givin' a shit
 Product from nothin',
 I made it to rich
 But they can't stay rich,
 Can't be trustin' these bitches,
 Oh no
 Plus somethin' 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
 Can you imagine if we
 Had the club to ourselves?
 I'll be tippin' all night long
 I'll provide the pole for sure
 And we would need more
 Then a single song, a song
 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 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
 
 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 killin' me 'cause I know
 Your shift don't end 'fore another 3
 And my eyes can't stop
 Watchin' 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
 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
 And that ain't even bein' 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 to you if we had privacy
 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 textin' you,
 It's soundin' like
 Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
 Fuck him, girl, you is whipped
 Ass on photo but
 I ain't givin' a shit
 Product from nothin',
 I made it to rich
 But they can't stay rich,
 Can't be trustin' these bitches,
 Oh no
 Plus somethin' 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
 Can you imagine if we
 Had the club to ourselves?
 I'll be tippin' all night long
 I'll provide the pole for sure
 And we would need more
 Then a single song, a song
 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 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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Duration
03:00
Key
4
Tempo
118 BPM

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