ATM – Bree Runway lyrics

Lyrics ATM – Bree Runway

ATM lyrics
Met a guy from England
He was flying first class straight to Japan
Said he wanna take me real higher
But I know he really only want my vagina
Swipe swipe that’s my language
Only rock with a nigga that can handle it
You know what I need and there ain’t nobody finer
Shoes top skirt bling purse all designer
Huh tough bitch but my ass soft
They said I look like a painting by Van Gogh
You know a girl like me cost
Ain’t gotta talk too much but you know what’s up
Pretty bitch chocolate like some D’ussé
And I stay on his mind like a toupee
I don’t really worry bout getting too deep
Cause he really know how to work that machine

A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button again
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button again (Here we go)

Met this dude in West Palm Beach
He was so fine asked could he call me
Yeah probably if you spend your money
But if you don’t got a job get the hell up off me
Hopped on my vacation cruise
My type of boo them Jamaican dudes
Him like “Come ‘ere girl lemme show you a move
So I can boom-boom-boom you across da room”
Like party party pop it pop it
Put some cash all in my deposit
Make it shoot out boom like a rocket
Uh-oh wait a minute I’m so nasty
Yeah let me work that work that
Misdemeanor all in the bag that’s Birkin
Showtime open up the curtain
I’m a classy chick y’all birds still chirping
Ooh ooh y’all birds still chirping
I got so much drip you can see me surfing

A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button again
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button again

Wind your body low
Make him spend some more
Ain’t nothing personal

A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button again
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
Push my button my button (Please)

M A-T-M A-T-A-T-M
M M M A-T-M A-T-A-T-M M
Let’s go
Let’s gooo

ATM – Bree Runway lyrics
ATM - Bree Runway
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