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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Vocals
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Vocals
LIOHN
LIOHN
Keyboards
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Vocals
Klahr
Klahr
Keyboards
Will Reeves
Will Reeves
Programming
Jordan Blue
Jordan Blue
Vocals
Max Grahn
Max Grahn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Composer
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Composer
LIOHN
LIOHN
Composer
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Composer
Klahr
Klahr
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LIOHN
LIOHN
Producer
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Co-Producer
Klahr
Klahr
Producer
Will Reeves
Will Reeves
Mixing Engineer
Lewis Hopkin
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer

Letra

Do you like money? A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (yes) A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (cash) A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (yeah) Push my button, my button again Met a guy from England He was flying first class, straight to Japan Said he wanna take me real higher But I know he really only want my vagina Swipe, swipe, that's my language Only rock with a nigga that can handle it You know what I need and there ain't nobody finer Shoes, top, skirt, bling, purse, all designer Huh, tough bitch but my ass soft They said I look like a painting by Van Gogh You know a girl like me cost Ain't gotta talk too much, but you know what's up Pretty bitch, chocolate, like some D'ussé And I stay on his mind like a toupee I don't really worry bout getting too deep Cause he really know how to work that machine, yuh A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again (here we go) Mеt this dude in West Palm Beach Hе was so fine, asked, could he call me Yeah, probably if you spend your money But if you don't got a job, get the hell up off me Hopped on my vacation cruise My type of boo, them Jamaican dudes Him like "Come 'ere girl, lemme show you a move So I can boom-boom-boom you across da room" Like party, party, pop it, pop it Put some cash all in my deposit Make it shoot out, boom, like a rocket Uh-oh, wait a minute, I'm so nasty Yeah, let me work that, work that Misdemeanor all in the bag, that's Birkin Showtime, open up the curtain I'm a classy chick, y'all birds still chirping Ooh, ooh, y'all birds still chirping I got so much drip, you can see me surfing A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again Wind your body low Make him spend some more Ain't nothing personal (unh!) A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button (please) M, A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M M, M, M, A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M, M Let's go Let's go
Writer(s): Melissa A. Elliott, Richard Zastenker, Johannes Klahr, Max Paul Albert Grahn, Brenda Mensah Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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