Lyrics

H. Money Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Shit, they all up on me like "Rotimi, can you sing for me?" Sing, sing for me (sing, sing) Pet that kitty, ting-a-ling-a-ling (sing) Sing-a-ling-a-ling (sing) She know I dey top-shotter, name Ring-Ring (woo) Slide, foreign V's, on a TV screen (ooh) Racks on top of rackies, huh, sound like ching-ching (ching) Catch me, and I fly designer everywhere I go 30 for the verses, 50 thousand for the show Boom, more fire, big nomads no liar (boom-boom-boom) She want me to sing it like Rotimi in a choir (choir) She just wanna f- me 'cause she know I got a check (boom-boom) Brought the empty plane, but they want the VVS, ah Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Shit, they all up on me like "Rotimi, can you sing for me?" Ha, I think your girlfriend got a thing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Better tell me the big up Musical money machine, ching-ching for me (move) Every duffle bag you better bring for me, ha Better balance this liquor, bring some Poland Spring for me Whoa! (Sing) Rotimi sing for me (ha-ha) Even white people have surely got a thing for me (move) Stripper club, throw a p- on a swing for me (swing it) Amazon b-, yeah, I'm in p- I'm good the jeweler upgraded the wife ring for me She just wanna f- me 'cause she know I got a check (boom-boom) Brought the empty plane, but they want the VVS, ah Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Shit, they all up on me like "Rotimi, can you sing for me?" Ha, I think your girlfriend got a thing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me Whoa! (Sing) Sing, sing for me (Sing, sing for me) (Whoa!) (Sing, sing for me) (Whoa!) (Sing, sing for me) (Whoa!) (Sing, sing for me)
Writer(s): Barrington Levy, Paul Love, Olurotimi Akinosho, Daniel Jones, Trevor Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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