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ray j - atm lyrics

[verse 1: ray j]
see it in your eyes when you’re lookin’ at me
godd-mn, 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

[refrain: ray j]
i don’t understand why i feel this way
got me feelin’ like i’m in outer sp-ce
swear i always been the type in the club that’ll hold sh-t down
caught up in the matrix, so far gone, don’t wake me now

[chorus: dria]
don’t keep me waiting, i’m antic-p-ting
come meet me, baby, in this dream
you and me
i be the there safetly, 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

[verse 2: quavo]
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 b-tch 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 n-gga 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

[verse 3: ray j]
d-mn she wetter than a tsunami
sweating like a motherf-cker, hotter than a godd-mn 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

[verse 4: takeoff]
takeoff a young rich n-gga
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 n-ggas weak
i’m a veteran, you just a beginner

[verse 5: offset]
offset!
she wet like pacific, her head is terrific
lil mama, she gifted
she suck on the d-ck, baby girl do not kiss it
eat it up, eat it up, like i am jiffy
intelligent independent, she been f-ckin’ 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 s-xy when she chew on gum
come with offset, baby have some fun
3, 2, 1, lil’ mama she the bomb!
in her birkin bag, she keep my gun
this b-tch is suckin’ and she number one
she brazilian, not american
(foreign!)

- ray j lyrics

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