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• Artiste: Yonaka
• Titre: Hands Off My Money
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This is my life This is my prerogative Don't get it twisted You're just greasy, you're derogative I deserve better I have a choice I will not suffer under any man's voice So, lower your tone when you're talking to me I ain't asking for much but r-e-s-p-e-c-t Got me a bitch with a gun for a mouth I get bruised when it all goes south 'Cause I can't get just what I want Unless I do it all myself Hands off my money! My money, money My money, money My money, monеy I said, hands off my My money, money! Get your filthy littlе claws Off my silky little drawers You say you want what I got Well, go and get yours I don't play with little boys, nah-ah They tend to spit out their toys And I can't get no satisfaction When I'm paying by the hour, but your words are turning sour They want the power They kill my dreams They rip the roots of my money tree Listen, hands off my money! My money, money My money, money My money, money I said, hands off my Oh, ring I saw you called If you've wondered why I've not picked up at all It's cause I'm tired, so sick and tired Of you fucking up my capital, not yours I'm turning green It's all obscene I worked the grave shift, and you want it all for free You want it all You want it all You want it all for free My money, money My money, money My money, money I said, hands off my My money, money My money, money My money, money I said, hands off my My money, money!