Material Girl lyrics

I got a confession to make
I don't rush a date
Commitment is an enemy to me
But ever since your lips touch my face
It's like a kiss from space
I'm lean, I'm lean, I'm lean
I usually like to slow down the bass
Put the tease in play
But girl I need to be direct with you
Cause in my mind you're forceps for face
Like a broken tape
What you do, what you do, what you do

Gone make a nigga buy a ring for your finger
Jammys for your feet
Jeans for that back
Lingerie for the sheets
Material girl anything you need
And I'ma give it to ya, to ya
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

Super star undercover
You're my number one fan
Give it to me right
Watch the diamond glow your hand
Get you anything reefer, right after the dessert
Baby you're my dairy cream
Watch you make my baby cream
Lady, you're the one that I want to spend my cash on
Spend my cash on my baby like
Baby just make sure that you'll always put your mat on


You gone make a nigga buy a ring for your finger
Jammys for your feet
Jeans for that back
Lingerie for the sheets
Material girl anything you need
And I'ma give it to ya, to ya
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

Tripping over you like a crack on the floor
Can't settle with a taste
Baby girl give me more
Baby take the keys to my ride, to my home
Girl I'ma make it rain like a tropical storm (x2)

Ring for your finger
Jammys for your feet
Jeans for that back
Lingerie for the sheets
Material girl anything you need
And I'ma give it to ya, to ya
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
I'ma give it Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh (x2)

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