Lauriana Mae - Money Mae lyrics

rate me

Let’s call it a stick up, let’s call it a show down

Miss Money Mae came to shut it down

Everybody on your feet when the beat drop

Let me see the girls take the booty down

I’m up in this thing, I’m all classy shit

Ice top glass with my champagne pouring in

Two sips, booty shaking my hips

To the rhythm of the beat that …

It’s getting hot under the spotlight

We in this club paint house dressed in white

Like Diddy, baby can you dig it?

This is how we do when we come to your city

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Let’s call it a robber ‘cause I came to take shit

Bet ‘em big boys, yeah, that’s my target

They call me a killer back in Jersey

The way I murder on the track, real dirty

Real gangsta

I see you bumping to the beat and I thank yea

Put your hands up, let me see you wave ‘em

We got it looking like a hostage situation

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Let’s slow it down right here while I catch my breath and breathe

I got my eye on big boy across the room and I can feel him watching me

Usually I call the shots but I can tell he packing heat

I need a boss that can help me set this off

Come on, let’s get this money

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Miss Money, Money, Money Mae

Can I drive your car? Can i hold that cash?

Drop a couple stacks in my hand

Thanks to lexi for correcting these lyrics