Текст песни MAMONEY - Natasha Udu
Wreck
her
under
her
skin,
bones,
and
mind
and
sweat
(A-a-ah)
Sharp
eyes
into
her
work,
another
boss
to
hate
each
day
She's
been
at
her
deck
for
too
long
And
when
she's
home
she's
in
her
30
"Ooh,
you
carry
the
weight
on
your
shoulder
honey
If
you
would
let
it
be,
yeah,
(let
it
be)
let
it
be"
Ooh,
my
mama
would
wish
the
world
spins
slower
I
would
run
in
slow
motion
if
I
would
let
it
be,
yeah
Help
me
ma-ma-ma-ma
Ma-money
money
money
makin'
my
way
up
high
Ma-money
money
always
tells
me
to
wake
up
from
The
fiction
tale
that
I'd
be
a
billionaire
cause
I've
always
lived
for
my
folks,
I
stole,
and
got
caught
Ma-money
money
money
makin'
my
way
up
high
Ma-money
money
always
tells
me
to
wake
up
from
The
fiction
tale
that
I'd
be
a
billionaire
cause
I've
always
lived
for
my
folks,
I
stole,
and
got
caught
Pa-pa-pa-parapapa
Pa-pa-pa-parapapa
Pa-pa-pa-parapapa
Pa-paaa
A
set
of
golden
eyes,
yeah
Is
it
her
eyes
or
the
goal
she
made
Been
broken
her
leg
for
too
long
When
she's
home
she's
in
her
30
"Ooh,
you
carry
the
weight
on
your
shoulder
honey
If
you
would
let
it
be,
yeah,
(let
it
be)
let
it
be"
Ooh,
my
mama
would
wish
the
world
spins
slower
I
would
run
in
slow
motion
if
I
would
let
it
be
Now,
help
me
ma-ma-ma-ma
[Instrumental]
Ma-money
money
money
makin'
my
way
up
high
Ma-money
money
always
tells
me
to
wake
up
from
The
fiction
tale
that
I'd
be
a
billionaire
cause
I've
always
lived
for
my
folks,
I
stole,
and
got
caught
Ma-money
money
money
makin'
my
way
up
high
(When
I
die
bury
me...)
Ma-money
money
always
tells
me
to
wake
up
from
The
fiction
tale
that
I'd
be
a
billionaire
cause
(...in
my
diamond...)
I've
always
lived
for
my
folks,
I
stole,
and
got
caught
(...and
in
my
gold)
Ma-money
money
money
makin'
my
way
up
high
(When
I
die
bury
me...)
Ma-money
money
always
tells
me
to
wake
up
from
The
fiction
tale
that
I'd
be
a
billionaire
(...in
my
diamond...)
And
in
my
gold
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