Sometimes style just blurs the line, between what's real
And what's divine
This is how I think of you, suspended in between the two.
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about the money
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about our bodies
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about the money
Girl you've go me all wrong
Sometimes everything you know seems so clear so loud like a radio show
I'm always listening, I'm always caught up in it
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about the money
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about our bodies
Girl you've got me all wrong it's not about the money
Girl you've go me all wrong Hey, hey money
We still make money, money, money
We still make
