Ray J – ATM (feat. Dria & Migos) Lyrics

Ray J – ATM (feat. Dria & Migos) Lyrics
ATM
Ray J (feat. Dria & Migos)
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    "ATM." - Ray J (feat. Dria & Migos)

    Album: ATM (feat. Dria & Migos) - Single
    Track No: 01
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    See it in your eyes when you're lookin' at me
    Goddamn, I'm burnin' a hole through the middle of your Givenchy
    You ain't ready for this beast I be
    Paired with a little Cognac, a little somethin' in my swisher sweet
    I don't understand why I feel this way
    Got me feelin' like I'm in outer space
    Swear I always been the type in the club that'll hold shit down
    Caught up in the matrix, so far gone, don't wake me now
    Don't keep me waiting, I'm anticipating
    Come meet me, baby, in this dream
    You and me
    I be there safely, come home when you need me
    Got my arms wide open, I mean my legs wide open (with my)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Hundreds in a bankroll, got me open 24
    XO got me kinda throwed, kinda throwed, kinda throwed
    Beat it up, beat it up, beat it up
    Like Michael Jackson, bout to beat it up
    Got her legs open like an ATM, so I told her cash out on this spatula
    You the baddest bitch in the club, right?
    So I hit her with a left like fight night
    In the club tight, diamonds shine on bright
    Lookin' like I work at -
    I'm the king, baby call me Elvis
    Can a **** see below your pelvis?
    I didn't come alone, I came with the felons
    She want to take it to the next level, I'm a trendsetter
    Baby living better, she want to see if I got real cheddar
    My pockets so fat, look like Nutty Professor
    The blue Benji's make her feel better
    Don't keep me waiting, I'm anticipating
    Come meet me, baby, in this dream
    You and me
    I be the there safely, come home when you need me
    Got my arms wide open, I mean my legs wide open (with my)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Hundreds in a bankroll, got me open 24
    XO got me kinda throwed, kinda throwed, kinda throwed
    Damn she wetter than a tsunami
    Sweating like a motherfucker, hotter than a goddamn mojave
    She's a rider like a Ducati
    If you want to come and get it, spit it
    I'll eat it like an edamame
    I don't understand why I feel this way
    Got me feelin' like I'm in outer space
    Swear I always been the type in the club that'll hold shit down
    Caught up in the matrix, so far gone, don't wake me now
    Takeoff a young rich ****
    Christian Louboutin sweater
    Gold toed, these are Maison Margielas
    Pockets sloppy, I can change the weather
    Slippery whip out, I'm Cinderella
    I can make it rain in any weather
    I look like Frank Lucas in the chinchillas
    Pull up in the Bentley, you **** weak
    I'm a veteran, you just a beginner
    Offset!
    She wet like Pacific, her head is terrific
    Lil mama, she gifted
    She suck on the dick, baby girl do not kiss it
    Eat it up, eat it up, like I am jiffy
    Intelligent independent, she been fuckin' with me from the very beginning
    Church girl, when she with me she sinnin'
    I'm granting her wish, she calling me a genie
    Got my finger on her panty line
    Lil mama bad, you should see her mom
    She looking sexy when she chew on gum
    Come with Offset, baby have some fun
    Three, two, one, lil' mama she the bomb!
    In her Birkin bag, she keep my gun
    This bitch is suckin', and she number one
    She Brazilian, not American
    (Foreign!)
    Don't keep me waiting, I'm anticipating
    Come meet me, baby, in this dream
    You and me
    I be the there safely, come home when you need me
    Got my arms wide open, I mean my legs wide open (with my)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Got my legs open like an ATM (cash in, cash out)
    Hundreds in a bankroll, got me open 24
    XO got me kinda throwed, kinda throwed, kinda throwed
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club
    Type in the club, type in the club, type in the club

    Writer(s): Ray J, Quavo, Takeoff, Offset, Dria, Christopher Thornton.

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