Текст песни Money Is Her Type (Fame By The Flame Remix) - Brandon Thomas

I′m outside
Hop into my ride
I cannot deny, it's true
What′s the vibe, you know i'm your type
Swear i get to fly for you

Glorified thoughts of the good life
We done seen it all
In a blink twice
Make a couple mill in the field
Cop a high rise
Baby wanna chill wit a star
Out in paradise
Yeah yeah she love the lavish life
Fame by the flame
Cuddled up in the wintertime
Christian Dior
Louie V like it's Christmas time
We deserve it all
Had a dream i was hypnotized
Working for my rent
Tryna save up every cent
Made myself boss
Then I ran up a check
I like good girls who demand they respect
Witte slim shady chick
Cruising out to Eminem
When you worldwide they be all about the Benjamin′s

I been working hard
All through my days cause
No ones tryna starve
The world is in your palms

It feel like the love getting stronger
I give thanks the most high
Praise to your honor
Now i rock the fade w the Locs
Like a sauna/profiled
When I′m the same that use to work with Madonna/
Grown ass woman like Klit/
And it's clipped till the morning
My fifth time I ever met a chick this fine
Like French wine
I want her for lunch time
Now I got a tings blinging on my hotline