[Intro: Brianna Perry]
Run it up, slow down
Run it up, slow down
Run it up, slow down
Run it up, slow down

[Chorus: Brianna Perry]
Ooh, hoes be hating, yeah
I just slow dance with money
In a romance with the money
In a real trance with the money
While these hoes be hating, yeah
I just be counting a hundred
Really be counting a hundred
Young bitch, I came up from nothing
While these hoes be hating, yeah
I just slow dance with money
In a romance with the money
In a real trance with the money
While these hoes be hating, yeah
I just be counting a hundred
Really be counting a hundred

[Verse 1: Brianna Perry]
Young bitch, I came up from nothing
Way, way down at the bottom
Now I just slow dance with the money
Every red bottom, I got 'em
Used to be hungry for days
Now I got steak on my plate
So wavy, just look at the wave
So wavy, just look at the wave
Yeah I pull up in the Benz
I got that heat on my plate
Killin' this shit, DOA
Killin' this shit, DOA
Coroner, bitch, coroner
Yeah, look at us shinin'
I just copped me the Patek
I call that perfect timing
Look at these perfect diamonds, yeah, I just do it
BlocBoy on my side, and he is a shooter
When we step out, paparazzi wan' shoot us
20/20 vision, drip on these niggas, jacuzzi
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