Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Vocals
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Vocals
LIOHN
LIOHN
Keyboards
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Vocals
Will Reeves
Will Reeves
Programming
J. Klahr
J. Klahr
Keyboards
Jordan Blue
Jordan Blue
Vocals
Max Grahn
Max Grahn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bree Runway
Bree Runway
Composer
Missy Elliott
Missy Elliott
Composer
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Composer
J. Klahr
J. Klahr
Composer
LIOHN
LIOHN
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LIOHN
LIOHN
Producer
Fat Max Gsus
Fat Max Gsus
Co-Producer
Will Reeves
Will Reeves
Mixing Engineer
Lewis Hopkin
Lewis Hopkin
Mastering Engineer
J. Klahr
J. Klahr
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Do you like money?)
[Verse 2]
ATM, AT-, ATM (Yes)
ATM, AT-, ATM (Cash)
ATM, AT-, ATM (Yeah)
Push my button, my button again
[Verse 3]
Met a guy from England
He was flying first-class straight to Japan (Uh huh)
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 **** 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
He said I look like a painting by Van Gogh
You know a girl like me cost
Ain't gotta talk too much, boy, you know what's up
Pretty bitch, chocolate like some D'Ussé
And I stay on his mind like a toupée
I don't really worry 'bout getting too deep
'Cause he really know how to work that machine (Yeah)
[Verse 4]
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button again
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM (Mmm hmm)
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button again (Here we go)
[Verse 5]
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, "Yeah, come here, girl, let me show you a move
So I can boom-boom-boom you across the room"
Like body, body, pop it, pop it
Put some cash all in my deposit
Make it shoot out, boom like a rocket
Oh, wait a minute, I'm so nasty
Yeah, let me work that, work that
Misdemeanor, all in the bag, that's Birkin (That's Birkin)
Showtime, open up the curtain
I'm a classy chick, y'all birds still chirping (What?)
Ooh ooh, y'all birds still chirping (Say what?)
Yeah
I got so much drip, you can see me surfing
[Verse 6]
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button again
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button again
[Verse 7]
Wine your body low
Make him spend some more
Ain't nothing personal
Uh
[Verse 8]
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button again
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Push my button, my button, please
[Verse 9]
-M, AT-, AT-, ATM (Uh)
-M, -M
-M, AT-, AT-, ATM (Uh)
-M (Let's go)
(Let's go)
[Verse 10]
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
ATM, AT-, ATM
Written by: Fat Max Gsus, Johannes Klahr, LIOHN, Melissa Elliott, Brenda Wireko Mensah
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