Money Dance

Big moves bass drop, baby that's big shit

We both grown girl, handle your business

No cap, all facts, baby that's real shit

Red rocks on her arm looking like a wrist slit, oh

All that shit in the pass need to stay behind us (yeah)

Had your mind on me but couldn't make your mind up (yeah)

Maybe we can keep it low key we'll keep it private (yeah)

Cause if we keep it low key they'll never find us (yeah)

But I wear my heart on my sleeve still tryna hide it (yeah)

And I don't want you to think I'm too excited

To see you make a little money, and do a little dance

Yeah make a little money, cash in ya hand