Ramon Rivas - 6 INCH lyrics

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Ramon Rivas - 6 INCH lyrics

[Chorus: Beyoncé] Six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness [Verse 1: The Weeknd] She's stacking money, money everywhere she goes You know, pesos out of Mexico De uno, commas and them decimals She don't gotta give it up, she professional She mixing up that Ace with that Hennessy She love the way it tastes, that's her recipe Rushing through her veins like it's ecstasy, oh no She already made enough but she'll never leave [Chorus: Beyoncé] Six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness [Post-Chorus: Beyoncé] She works for the money, she work for the money From the start to the finish And she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar And she worth every minute She works for the money She works for the money She works for the money She works for the money [Verse 2: Beyoncé] She stack her money, money everywhere she goes She got that Sake, her Yamazaki straight from Tokyo Oh baby you know, she got them commas and them decimals She don't gotta give it up cause she professional [Chorus: Beyoncé] Six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness [Post-Chorus: Beyoncé] She works for the money, she work for the money From the start to the finish And she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar And she worth every minute [Bridge: Beyoncé] Stars in her eyes She fights for the power, keeping time She grinds day and night She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday She gon' slang She too smart to crave material things She pushing herself day and night She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday Oh, stars in her eyes She fights and she sweats those sleepless nights But she don't mind, she loves the grind She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday Yeah, yeah, she gon' slang Too smart to crave material things Stacking her paper Stacking her cake up She grinds from Monday to Friday Works from Friday to Sunday [Chorus: Beyoncé] Six inch heels, she walked in the club like nobody's business Goddamn, she murdered everybody and I was her witness [Post-Chorus: Beyoncé] She works for the money, she work for the money From the start to the finish And she worth every dollar, she worth every dollar And she worth every minute [Outro: Beyoncé] Oh, boy, I'll make you feel You always come back to me Come back, come back Come back, come back Come back, come back, come back [Produced By ​boots, Beyoncé, Ben Billions & Danny Boy Styles]