(Chorus)
If you want my attention…
Baby, pay the price.
Pretty don’t come cheap…
And neither do my nights.
You can keep your promises…
I prefer receipts.
Love don’t impress me much…
Show me what you bring to me.
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(Verse 1)
I got expensive habits…
Like getting exactly what I want.
Black dress…
Gold rings…
Red lips…
Bad thoughts.
You keep saying that you miss me…
I keep making money.
You keep watching all my stories…
Like the situation funny.
Every time I level up…
Somebody gets obsessed.
I don’t even try no more…
I just walk in and collect.
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(Pre-Chorus)
They say money change people…
Maybe that’s true.
Now I charge for the energy…
I used to give to you.
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(Chorus)
If you want my attention…
Baby, pay the price.
Pretty don’t come cheap…
And neither do my nights.
You can keep your promises…
I prefer receipts.
Love don’t impress me much…
Show me what you bring to me.
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(Verse 2)
You like pretty problems…
I’m your favorite one.
Whole lotta bad decisions…
Wrapped up in Saint Laurent.
You keep spending money…
Trying to get my time.
Meanwhile I’m somewhere laughing…
Watching numbers multiply.
I don’t need a rich man…
I become the bag.
That’s the part that hurts the most…
You can never buy me back.
Every time you think you’re over me…
You end up in my views.
Looking for another woman…
That can do what I do.
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(Pre-Chorus)
You call me selfish…
I call it standards.
You call me difficult…
I call it expensive.
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(Chorus)
If you want my attention…
Baby, pay the price.
Pretty don’t come cheap…
And neither do my nights.
You can keep your promises…
I prefer receipts.
Love don’t impress me much…
Show me what you bring to me.
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(Bridge)
Money on my mind…
Lip gloss on the rim.
Everybody watching…
Wondering where I’ve been.
I don’t send mixed signals…
I send invoices.
And if we’re being honest…
You love that I got choices.
You want access…
You want closeness…
You want something you can keep.
But baby, I’m a luxury…
Not a need.
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(Final Chorus)
If you want my attention…
Baby, pay the price.
Pretty don’t come cheap…
And neither do my nights.
You can keep your promises…
I prefer receipts.
Love don’t impress me much…
Show me what you bring to me.
If you want my attention…
Baby, pay the price.
You keep falling for the fantasy…
While I’m counting up the night.
Pretty don’t come cheap…
And neither do my nights.
ELOCIN
