Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, it's beautiful
Your nails painted, hairline, wonderful cuticle
Workin' for a nigga, darling
Oh, you, you, oh
I got a dollar for your, hundred dollars for your pay
What do I owe?
You my bitch, you my bitch
I should've put my hands on your hips, they watchin' this
And I just gave my credit card, darling
So that means that they have all my documents
Just you and I in this room right now
On the space for two occupants
You lockin' in, you poppin' in
Cash out the bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Even more bitch
Yeah, yeah, I'm ready
Just had a match
Yeah, yeah, it's heavy
Money's just elegant
Yeah, no, no, already
I got shoppin', bitch
It don't mean you not religious
Just because you twerkin' for money
We not the way around
You deserve a choice
You deserve a voice
Baby girl, you holdin' up
I don't wanna ask why you doin' this
I don't need slow you out
I would rather pick you out
Flick you out, pick you out, toast you out
Can't run out of grass right now
I just wanna * a lapdance right now
I don't wanna have to do a task right now
Ready to never have a house brain now
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No, I shouldn't drink right now, but I pour up a glass right now
Cause I'm all the way up, but she's halfway, you are so beautiful
I know everybody tells you that, I know it's not special, hear it coming from me
But you deserve to hear it, cause your spirit's pure, it's you being good, come on, honey
I never get to know you, but I'm sure you have a lot more underneath
And you told me your name Peso, but I know that's cash, I'm a bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, even more, bitch
Yeah, yeah, I'm ready, Giselle, bitch
Yeah, yeah, it's heavy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, even more, bitch
Money's just hella good
Yeah, and I know already
I can't shop a bitch
Ladies and gentlemen
And all of Guyana
Here comes
The 9th Executive President of the Cooperative Republic of Guyana
And Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces
His Excellency
Saint John