Millionaires

Take your shirt off T-t-take your shirt off. T-take your (HEY) Shirt off. T-take your (HEY) Shirt off. Wha'cha doing over there boy, looking at me I know you wanna take me out to a party We can get a little freaky boy, a little naughty But I ain't go

stay the night millionaires i've got you blowing up my phone and i know that you're looking right if i let you walk me home you know i'll let you stay the night touch me up and touch me down shut your mouth don't make a sound got my lipstick on your

"Millionaires" They're kicking us out, saying it's time to close We're leaning on each other trying to beat the cold I carry your shoes and I give you my coat We're walking these streets like they're paved with gold Make any more excuses not to

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millionaires bitches. middle finger in the air if your pussys tight, all the boys are getting hard, down to fuck tonight, one thing on my mind, drink this city dry, do it all in the stall, one boy at a time, pull it up and pull it out, flashing camer

This is not, this is not, a song This is a shield, this is a charm, with your name on By this beat, by this verse, I'm protected From your heat, and your curse, is reflected If anybody hurts me If anybody hurts me Here's a mirror with your name on Si