Paroles Slut Money par ZAND

A-ya, a-ya, ay, ay, ay
Nananananana

You think it's simple
Hosting a temple shaped like this?
I've got substantial
Converts and all of them submit
'Cause they can afford it
I don't owe nothing to no man (Ha ha ha)
But I'm a hot b*t*h
So I capitalise on that

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**k 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**k you, pay me

I can do what Sharon can do with that money
Nothing Darren pays me to do, f**kin' dummy
You think I'm easy
Posting my arse on Instagram? (Yeah)
What was that sweetie? I didn't hear
Was paying my rent with OnlyFans (Cha-ching)
And you think you're gonna please me but you won't
If you think you're gonna squeeze it, alright boy, don't
'Cause I guarantee I'll cut your hands off
F**k you up just so you understand

I wipe my tears up with 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 with my)
So why you say it like you own my body?
F**k 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**k you, pay me

I can do what Sharon can do with that money
Nothing Darren pays me to do, f**kin' dummy
I can do what Karen can do with my money
Your hubby sent me bank just to look at him funny
I find it hard to understand how such a little f**king man
Could be so damn ent**led 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 sex. If me

And all my friends had a penny for every time
That we've been called a f**king sl*t just for doing what gets us by
Well then the stacks would be flying above the high horse you sit on
Acquired through working overtime at an office (More like a prison)
And I bet when you get home you rinse that P***hub subscription
But then complain when your poor wife don't want missionary position
Carry on with your mission to be the t*** of the month
One day in pleasers, you'd be chickensh*t, you rat-looking c**t
Give me 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 (My)
So why you say it like you own my body?
F**k 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**k you, pay me
I can do what Sharon can do with that money
Nothing Darren pays me to do, f**king dummy (yeah)
I can do what Karen can do with my money
Your hubby sent me bank just to look at him, ugh