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lirik lagu slut money – zand

[intro]
a*ya, a*ya, ay, ay, ay
bananananana

[verse 1]
you think it’s simple
hosting a temple shaped like this
i’ve got substantial
converts and all of them so [?]
’cause they can’t afford it
i don’t owe nothing to no man (ha ha ha)
but i’m a hot b*tch
so i capitalise on that

[chorus]
i wipe my tears up with my sl*t money
why you complaining when it’s not your body?
if you ain’t paying, don’t expect sh*t from me
so why you say it like you own my body?
f*ck you, pay me
sl*t money (sl*t money)
sl*t money, sl*t money
sl*t money (sl*t money)
you do not own my body, f*ck you, pay me

[post*chorus]
i can do what charlene can do with that money
[?] pays me to do, f*ckin’ dummy
[verse 2]
you think i’m easy
posting my *rs* on instagram
what was that sweetie? i didn’t hear
who’s paying my rent with only fans? (cha*ching)
then you think you’re gonna please me but you won’t
if you think you’re gonna squeeze it, white boy don’t
’cause i guarantee i’ll cut your hands off
f*ck you up just so you understand

[chorus]
i wipe my tears up in my sl*t money
why you complaining when it’s not your body? (yeah)
if you ain’t paying, don’t expect sh*t from me (i wipe my tears up in my)
so why you say it like you own my body?
f*ck you, pay me
sl*t money, sl*t money
sl*t money, sl*t money (sl*t money, yeah)
sl*t money (sl*t money)
you do not own my body, f*ck you, pay me

[post*chorus]
i can do what charlene can do with that money
[?] pays me to do, f*ckin’ dummy
i can do what caroline can do with my money
i hope that [?] will pay just to look at him funny
[bridge]
i find it hard to understand
how such a little f*cking man
could be so d*mn entitled with his
c*ck sticking out his pants
just ’cause of money in his hands
and everything he says to me
just makes me wanna throw up
’cause he thinks he’s having s*x with me

and all my friends had a penny for every time
that we’d been called a f*cking sl*t just for doing what gets us by
well then the stacks would be flying above the high horse you sit on
aquired through working overtime at an office (more like a prison)
and i bet when you get home you rush that p*rnhub subscription
but then complain when your poor wife don’t want missionary position
carry on with your mission to be the tw*t of the month
one day [?] you could chickensh*t, you rat*looking c*nt
give me my

[chorus]
sl*t money
why you complaining when it’s not your body?
if you ain’t paying, don’t expect sh*t from me (my)
so why you say it like you own my body?
f*ck you, pay me
sl*t money (sl*t money)
sl*t money, sl*t money (sl*t money, yeah, sl*t money)
sl*t money (sl*t money, yeah)
you do not own my body, f*ck you, pay me
[post*chorus]
i can do what charlene can do with that money
[?] devil pays me to do, f*cking dummy
i can do what caroline can do with my money
[?] will pay just to look at him, ugh

- zand

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