Description
The heat here isn't from the sun - it's from the rhythm that beats right into your temples. A little chaos, a touch of audacity, and a glow on your face that could be from highlighter or from desires that are too expensive. Everything around seems to sparkle with bright price tags: ‘expensive, rich,’ but in reality, beneath all this tinsel is raw energy.
Here, money is not expressed in numbers, but in a mantra repeated until it becomes a trance. It's a little funny, a little attractive: like a party where everything is overheated, but you still don't want to leave.
Programmer, Screenwriter: Pedro Luis Núñez Maya
Vocals, Screenwriter: Ninian Martin Agemang Fosu
Producer: Mochakk
Lyrics and translation
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