SHOW ME THE MONEY

Written and composed by Paytem Jane and Bass-On

 

                                                                  Hey, Baby Jane arrives this place,

Throw the chips, shake your feet and put your hands where my eyes can see.
 
 
I’m not that kind of chick that just goes out to enjoy,
Lots of filthy wealthy are out there to be destroyed,
Luck is just for players, fortune’s something that’s a choice,
The fastest way to get it, it’s a boy,
Get a toy boy, be my toy boy.
 
Boys always fall with the master of love at first sight,
You can think I do nothing but I’m working day and night,
Every night deciding who has or ha not the prize,
What is for sure is my patience has a price,
You've got your price, and I've got mine.
 
I love you baby but I love your wallet more, Why should I spend mine when I can spend yours?
Give me all my pleasures, give me all that I need, and You might have an opportunity.
 
Put your hands where my eyes can see, pay for me before your cash is wasted,
I deserve every cent,
You could think I am expensive, but it’s just you’ve got such a good taste.
So baby pay my rent.
 
If you wanna be with me, honey, Show me the money,
Wanna sleep with me, bonny? Show me the money,
Wanna be with me, honey? Show me the money,
Wanna sleep with me, bonny? Show me the money.
 
Producers with no money won’t make you a superstar,
I’m gonna need new boobies, diamonds and a shiny car,
As everybody knows in this industry nothing’s free,
And it’s not gonna be my company,
You want a receipt? That’s not how it is.
 
I love you baby from the bottom of my heart, I love your VISA and your Mastercard,
An unlimited American Express, It’s a good price for my happiness.
 
Put your hands where my eyes can see, pay for me before your cash is wasted,
You could think I am expensive, but it’s just you’ve got such a good taste.
 
 
Hey Paytem Jane at your house, wow, how many dollars you show,
Please, throw the chips, shake your feet, and put your hands where my eyes can see, dirty rich.
 
I love you baby but I’ve got a prestige, What if you’re ugly while you’re still rich!
Don’t give me something ‘cause I want everything, who says happiness’ not expensive?
 
 
Put your hands where my eyes can see, pay for me before your cash is wasted,
You could think I am expensive, but it’s just you’ve got such a good taste.
 

 

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