Filthy Rich (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Ella Henderson/Maegan Cottone/Nicolas Rebsche

Produced by：Nicolas Rebscher/Sean Cook

No one cooks on Sundays like my mama

My daddy fills my cup when I feel low

Belly laughin' with my sister and my brothers

It ain't nothin' fancy but it's home

And no one knows me like my best friend Georgia

Been my ride or die since we been ten

And if friendship had a price I couldn't afford her

She's a diamond she's a one in a million

I don't need no money to be filthy rich

Don't need nothing when I got all this

'Cause I could have a billion dollar bills

But without them I'd be nothing but a broke-a*s *****

But I'm filthy rich

Yeah I'm filthy rich

You could buy a penthouse by the ocean

And park a couple sports cars on your drive

Oh but tell mе what is that all worth

If there ain't no one on this earth

Who's gonna love ya 'til the end of time

I don't need no money to be filthy rich

Don't need nothing when I got all this

'Cause I could have a billion dollar bills

But without them I'd be nothing but a broke-a*s *****

But I'm filthy rich Filthy rich

Yeah I'm filthy rich

Oh-oh I'll make it rain make it rain

Make it rain with love

Make it rain make it rain with love

Filthy rich hey

Make it rain make it rain make it rain with love

Make it rain make it rain with love

I don't need no money Hey to be filthy rich

Don't need nothing when I got all this

'Cause I could have a billion dollar bills

But without them I'd be nothing but a broke-a*s *****

But I'm filthy rich Filthy rich

Yeah I'm filthy rich