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Jessie Murph - Ur Bill Is Big As F**k (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jessie Murph
Jessie Murph
Vocals
Laura Veltz
Laura Veltz
Background Vocals
Lennard Vink
Lennard Vink
Synthesizer
Steve Rusch
Steve Rusch
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessie Murph
Jessie Murph
Songwriter
Laura Veltz
Laura Veltz
Songwriter
Lennard Vink
Lennard Vink
Songwriter
Steve Rusch
Steve Rusch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Laura Veltz
Laura Veltz
Vocal Producer
Steve Rusch
Steve Rusch
Recording Engineer
VYNK
VYNK
Producer
Danforth Webster
Danforth Webster
Assistant Recording Engineer
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Patrizio "Teezio" Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
That boy wanna party to the morning light-ight
He want a body when he feelin' light, light
I be up workin' till 4 in the mornin'
He want me waitin' on him every night-ight-ight
[PreChorus]
Even love, it got a ceiling
Oh my God, I got a feeling
I don't think that he see it
See it, see, I don't think that he see it
[Chorus]
It's my money, money, money on the table now
Shit was funny, funny, it ain't fuckin' funny now
I need my money, money, money, talkin' to me loud
I need my money, money, run me some or shut your mouth
I need my money now
I need my money now, now, now, now
See it, see, I don't think that he see it
[Bridge]
I feel like I've done enough
I feel like you've done enough
I feel like you're done as fuck
I feel like it's done as fuck
I feel like you're runner up
I feel like you run it up
I feel like, to sum it up
Your bill is 'bout big as fuck
Big as fuck, big as fuck
Big as fuck
[Chorus]
It's my money, money, money on the table now
Shit was funny, funny, it ain't fuckin' funny now
I need my money, money, money, talkin' to me loud
I need my money, money, run me some or shut your mouth
I need my money now
I need my money now, now, now, now
See it, see, I don't think that he see it
[Outro]
I don't think you get it
I don't think you see it
You don't feel the rhythm
And I got rhythm in my blood and in my bones and in my rage
And in my tone and in my skin and in my soul and I am young
And I am gold and I am sick of being told by bitch-made boys that I gotta simmer down
I knock down doors, I stomp on floors, I stomp on yours, I don't give a fuck
You put me in the red and I said what I said
Let me sum it up, your bill as big as fuck
Written by: Jessie Murph, Laura Veltz, Lennard Vink, Steve Rusch
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