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INTERPRETAÇÃO
That Poppy
That Poppy
Interpretação
Tommy English
Tommy English
Programação
Titanic Sinclair
Titanic Sinclair
Vocal de apoio
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Moriah Pereira
Moriah Pereira
Composição
Simon Wilcox
Simon Wilcox
Composição
Thomas Schleiter
Thomas Schleiter
Composição
Corey Mixter
Corey Mixter
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Tommy English
Tommy English
Produção
Serge Courtois
Serge Courtois
Engenharia (mixagem)

Letra

When I was a little girl I used to think I was wrong For wanting diamonds and pearls I never had anything No Chanel or Tiffany Like all the popular girls They say the best things are free But I don't get what they mean 'Cause I want everything And money doesn't grow on trees You can't just plant a seed You gotta work it out Gimme some of that cold cash I want to stuff it in my couch Come and bring me those big stacks I need the bricks to build my house Give me all of that, all of that 'til the ATM runs out If money can't buy happiness then why is it so fabulous? When I was only 15 I packed my bags and I said Goodbye to mom and dad I was afraid and alone Living without a home Got rid of all I had They say the best things are free But I can't get what I need Without some currency And money doesn't grow on trees You can't just plant a seed You gotta work it out Gimme some of that cold cash I want to stuff it in my couch Come and bring me those big stacks I need the bricks to build my house Give me all of that, all of that 'til the ATM runs out If money can't buy happiness then why is it so fabulous? Make that money Make my own money Gonna make that money Make my own money Make that money Make my own money If money can't buy happiness then why is it so fabulous? Gimme some of that cold cash I want to stuff it in my couch Come and bring me those big stacks I need the bricks to build my house Give me all of that, all of that 'til the ATM runs out If money can't buy happiness then why is it so fabulous? Gimme some of that cold cash I want to stuff it in my couch Come and bring me those big stacks I need the bricks to build my house Give me all of that, all of that 'til the ATM runs out If money can't buy happiness then why is it so fabulous?
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Thomas Schleiter, Corey Mixter, Moriah Pereira Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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