This song is in a loop. Enjoy! Song: Producer Man By: Lyn Lapid
Lyrics: She was only seventeen when Producer Man came offering That all her dreams would come true He said, "Come here, sweetie, I can make you a star I just want to see you flourish and I know you'll make it far" What she couldn't see Was he was in it for the money, oh-ohh Money, oh-ohh Money, money Money, oh-ohh Money, money Got the girl to move to L.A. Got the paperwork so she could sign her life away And it was in his plan to work her 'til he got his pay, au He said, "Sign right here, " and sign she did He knew that she was too young to know what she wanted And now she's in the hands of good ol' Producer Man Money, oh-ohh Money, money Money, money Money, money Knew his way to get the girl to listen Made her into someone she isn't Gotta listen well, only matters how you'll sell (sell) Sweetie, this was part of the deal What you thought was fake on the money is real It was too late now, caught herself with no way out (out) Money, oh-ohh Money, money Money, money Money, money I am your only chance And you know you want it bad I'll make you a deal you can't refuse A deal you'll never lose I am your only chance And you know you want it bad I'll make you a deal you can't refuse A deal you'll never lose Sign on the line 'Cause you're running out of time Those who have a chance will trust in Producer Man
