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griotz - only fans lyrics

[intro: griotz]

[hook: griotz]
put your hands in the air, do your money dance
aye aye do your money dance
aye aye get your money bag
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye, i’m not your only fan
aye aye do your money dance
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye aye get your money bag

[verse griotz:]
i like the girls with the drive, meet me outside
let’s take a ride
they be so bad, making their money
let me go, catch me a dime
dime dime, godd+mn y’all fine
wine wine, roll round that spine
ya’ll the life of the party
thirsty n+ggas in the lobby
tryna get in and get naughty
oh d+mn so rowdy
who brought liquor to the party
swing your hair like a pony
back it up cuz you own it
corny n+ggas acting phony
pull out their phone and ignore it
wack n+ggas they boring
tell em boy bye, with a four, five
with ya o+line, online, peep the profile
zoned out, drive the boat and get them on the ropes
back ’em up and put them on a slope
slow and down and low
bring it up and spread ya toes
bend ya back and let them know
that you got that pot of gold
whoa
pop it for papi, that kitty so popping
you popular, pop pop pop pop, yea, i’m stuttering
hoping you give me, your number and
we get to doing a whole lot tussling
a whole lot of rubbing, a whole lot of f+cking, a whole lot of bussing
i’m benjamin b+tton, driving ms. daisy
unb+tton your b+ttons, and you’ll be my queen and i’ll be ya baby

[hook: griotz]
put your hands in the air, do your money dance
aye aye do your money dance
aye aye get your money bag
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye aye do your money dance
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye aye get your money bag

[verse: kyah baby]
he want to f+ck with me cause i’m the truth
he only f+ck with you cause what you do
like when you being a dummy and giving him money
he give it to me like a fool
my sh+t is juicy and wet as a pool
b+tch i’m a vibe, don’t f+ck up my mood
do what i want, don’t follow the rules
got me some paper, my money done grew
hop in the coupe and i’m taking off
me and my amigos, we clear the set
i got your n+gga playing with his b+lls
he trickin’ without even getting s+x
it’s not a secret, i’ve been a threat
i was broke now i’m cashing out bigger checks
racking up racks off the internet
all of these fans i’m really blessed
all of my b+tches is bad
all of my b+tches pop tags
all of my b+tches get a bag
get straight cash hoe, why are you mad
they do whatever i ask
they do whatever i like, whatever i say
i tell them follow the wave
i know some b+tches on onlyfans
dancing for bands and they make a stack every day

[hook: griotz]
i’m not your only fan
aye aye do your money dance
aye aye i’m not your only fan
aye aye get your money bag

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