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Bree Runway

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[Intro: Bree Runway] Do you like money? A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Yes) A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Cash) A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Yeah) Push my button, my button again [Verse 1: Bree Runway] Met a guy from England He was flying first class, straight to Japan Said he wanna take me real higher But I know he really only want my vagina Swipe, swipe, that’s my language Only rock with a nigga that can handle it You know what I need and there ain’t nobody finer Shoes, top, skirt, bling, purse, all designer Huh, tough bitch but my ass soft They said I look like a painting by Van Gogh You know a girl like me cost Ain’t gotta talk too much, but you know what’s up Pretty bitch, chocolate, like some D'ussé And I stay on his mind like a toupee I don’t really worry bout getting too deep Cause he really know how to work that machine, yuh [Chorus: Bree Runway & Missy Elliot] A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again (Here we go) [Verse 2: Missy Elliott] Mеt this dude in West Palm Beach Hе was so fine, asked, could he call me Yeah, probably if you spend your money But if you don’t got a job, get the hell up off me Hopped on my vacation cruise My type of boo, them Jamaican dudes Him like "Come 'ere girl, lemme show you a move, so I can poom, poom, poom you across da room" Like body, body, pop it, pop it Put some cash all in my deposit Make it shoot out, boom, like a rocket Uh-oh, wait a minute, I’m so nasty Yeah, let me work that, work that Misdemeanor all in the bag, that’s Birkin Showtime, open up the curtain I’m a classy chick, y’all birds still chirping Ooh, ooh, y’all birds still chirping I got so much drip, you could see me surfing [Chorus: Bree Runway] A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again [Bridge: Bree Runway] Wind your body low Make him spend some more Ain’t nothing personal (Unh!) [Chorus: Bree Runway] A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button again A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M Push my button, my button (Please) [Outro: Bree Runway] M, A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M M, M, M, A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M, M Let’s go Let’s go