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LYRICS:

All these hundreds in them rubber bands
I just came to do my money dance
When I'm done I better hear your hands
Baby watch me do my money dance

I love it when they applaud me
If I stand still then I'm a trophy
All this dancing could never make me feel lonely
When the money keep me company

He told me to meet him back at his place
But I'm in a deep relationship with my bank
Unless his last name gon’ start with Frank
Then I'm too busy doing my money dance

All these hundreds in them rubber bands
I just came to do my money dance
When I'm done I better hear your hands
Baby watch me do my money dance

I'm way honest gotta speak my truth
No amount of coin could bring me home with you
And I stay rocked up in my diamonds 
Gotta let em know I am that rich man, yeah

He told me to meet him back at his place
But I'm in a deep relationship with my bank
Unless his last name gon’ start with Frank
Then I'm too busy doing my money dance

All these hundreds in them rubber bands
I just came to do my money dance
When I'm done I better hear your hands
Baby watch me do my money dance

All these hundreds in them rubber bands
I just came to do my money dance
When I'm done I better hear your hands
Baby watch me do my money dance

Money Dance

Odelly • Mon Demon

I don’t want to talk about it no more
Body language gon’ make the decisions 
Don’t tie up my line one more time
If you ain’t about that business
Yeah, yeah
Cause when I said show me what that mouth do 
I meant show me how that tongue move
Ooh ooh, don’t hit me on that chatty
Just hit me with an addy
And baby I’m good
Oh yeah, baby I ain’t talking bout it no more
Show me what I’m waiting for

If I let you know
If I let you know
Please don’t hit my phone
I don’t wanna talk about it no more
Baby can you show me what I’m in for

We ain’t gotta talk about it, talk about it (yeah no, we don’t) 
We don’t gotta talk about it, talk about it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t really wanna talk about it, talk about it

If I was to let you know, you better show it like you mean it
Cause I want that action instead of all that conversation
None of that blah blah blah
Skip all of that small talk
Make me say boy don’t stop

If I let you know
If I let you know
Please don’t hit my phone
I don’t wanna talk about it no more
Baby can you show me what I’m in for

We ain’t gotta talk about it, talk about it (yeah no, we don’t) 
We don’t gotta talk about it, talk about it
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t really wanna talk about it, talk about it

Talk About It

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Make It Lower

Smoke in the window the morning still pale
Years in their lungs like a slow drifting veil
Bones thin as glass in a trembling frame
One wrong step and the floor forgets names
Jobs fold quiet like chairs in a dream
Lonely rooms learning new ways to breathe
We count our mercy in near missed fate
Call it a blessing when the fall feels late

Old hands shaking on pill bottle glass
Time pours thin in a paper cup class
Waiting rooms ticking in measured doubt
Calendars lie about running out
We don’t speak fear, we just tone it low
Lower our voices everywhere it goes
Tables stay set for ghosts in the chair
Faith in the salt and the folded prayer

Four slow legs in a borrowed pace
Eyes still finding my darkest days
Every goodbye like a dress rehearsal
Every return feels universal
Monthly needles, the daily pill
Love in routine, in stubborn will
He breathes like time is a loan to him
So I breathe like I owe it back again

Lights stay on but they flicker thin
Numbers hover where peace been
We rent our calm in 30-day grace
Pretend tomorrow already paid its place
Debt rides quiet in the passenger side
Hope steering slow with one good eye
We don’t look far, we don’t ask how
We just keep the house from falling down

Badges beep me through borrowed doors
Lucky breath on unstable floors
Reorg weather in clear skied rooms
Storms decide without warning who moves
Five years feels like fog in math
I can’t see the end from the middle path
No keys resting in my hand
No name stitched beside my plan

35 tracing circles in shade
Youth slips quiet like a late train gate
Some lives read like closed captions on
Written ahead while I’m still midsong
I wonder if the one missed a turn
Or just learned in another world
I leave the porch light soft and low
Hope dressed casual so it won’t show

No burning bush, no heaven split sign
Just another morning asking for time
Keep them breathing, keep him strong
Keep me working when nights feel long
If this is all the faith I own
Let it be enough to carry me home

Hold my quiet prayer
As I fold my fear and set it down
Carry what I can for now

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