Money Plenty (Na You Dey My Chest) 2 by Hueman

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Money Plenty (Na You Dey My Chest) 2

Hueman

Afrobeat

0:002:18
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Juicy J — Childish Feeling
I, yeah, I, I dey tynk' bought your wig I dey tynk bout you
Now you dog me work, now you dog me tongue
Hotel balcony City lights like scotter coins
Late night rain on glass, your perfume on my won leather joint
I got money plenty pocket Heavy but heart light as air
Still I reach for you in the dark You and I make gold, you dey dare
My fingers on the guitar Strings creak like gold confections
Your laugh, your move, the skylight folds into our reflections
No velvet rope, no fencing chair can hold what your touch gives
No, I can't balance, can't buy this warm quiet you live
Slow down, hold this hour like a secret food
A warm hand, a cigarette glow, a story told I go give you all my nights, I swear on this melody
I dey tynk bout you, baby, come close and breathe with me
Money plenty but now you dey my chance No diamond shine, but it's how you rest
Acoustic heart, electric nights Now you make my morning
Sweet like life Money plenty but now you dey my chance
No gold but the peace that we possess Turn the city lights into our private lights
Baby, hold me close, we ride these mice
Morning light through the blinds Coffee steam, your head on my shoulder
And old vinyl spins, the room warms, our future getting bolder
You tie my scarf, I button your coat, the taxi waits outside
We walk past neon, slower
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