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Atm Ft Missy Elliott - Bree Runway Lyrics

[Intro: Bree Runway]
Do you like money?
A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Yes)
A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Cash)
A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Yeah)
Push my button, my button again

[Verse 1: Bree Runway]
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, yuh

[Chorus: Bree Runway & Missy Elliot]
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)
[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
Mеt this dude in West Palm Beach
Hе 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

[Chorus: Bree Runway]
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
[Bridge: Bree Runway]
Wind your body low
Make him spend some more
Ain’t nothing personal (Unh!)

[Chorus: Bree Runway]
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 (I need more money!)
A-T-M, A-T-A-T-M (Work)
Push my button, my button (Please)

[Outro: Bree Runway]
M, A-T-A-T-A-T-M, M, M
M, A-T-A-T-A-T-M, M
Let’s go
Let’s go2