Music Video: Lauriana Mae - Money Mae

Lyrics to Money Mae by Lauriana Mae

Let's call it a stick up
Let's call it a show down
Miss Money Mae came to shut it down
Everybody on your feet when the beat drop
Let me see the girls take it to the ground

I'm up in this thing, I'm all classy shit
Ice stuffed glass with my champagne pouring in
Two sips could have shaken my hips
To the rhythm of the beat that '
It's getting hot under the spotlight
We in this club paint house dressed in white
Like Diddy, baby can you dig it?
This is how we do it when we come to your city

Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand
Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand

Let's call it a robbery cause I come to take shit
Let them big boys, yup that's my target
They call me a killer back in Jersey
The way I murder on the track real dirty, real gangster
I see you boppin to the beat and I thank ya
Put your hands up, let me see you wave 'em
We got it looking like a happy situation

Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand
Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand

Let's slow it down right here while I catch my breath and breathe
I got my eye on big boy across the room and I can feel him watching me
Usually I call the shots but I can tell he packing heat
I need a boss that can help me set this off
Come on, let's get this money

Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand
Call me Miss Money Money Mae
Miss Money Money Mae
Can I drive your car, can I hold that cash
Cash stash in my hand