Testo Money Maker - 2 Chainz feat. Lil Wayne
Testo della canzone Money Maker (2 Chainz feat. Lil Wayne), tratta dall'album So Help Me God!
Southern University (what's up with y'all?)
Alabama State (yeah, we back, I'm back)
FAMU (shit, you know)
Clark Atlanta (it feel good to be back)
Uh
Now shake your money-maker
Don't let that money make ya
I shake that money-maker (uh)
Don't let that money make ya
Oh, shake your money-maker (yeah)
Don't let that money make ya
Oh, shake your money-maker (Tony)
Don't let that money make ya, baby
(Let's go)
Yeah, now shake your money-maker (money)
Don't let that money make ya
You know I come to date you, and I'll accommodate ya
I'll make you cum, I ate you, I know your home lately
I turn your curly hair into that bone straightener
I make you moan, baby (moan)
It feel right, don't it? I know I'm wrong, baby (wrong)
That pheromone fragrance, can't miss no car payments (no)
I kiss her earlobe, like, "What you doin' later?" ("What you doin'")
The broken alligator, them lames agitate her
I'm talkin' natural beauty, no make-up applicator (no need)
She say I killed the pussy (kill it), I seen the affidavit
She blew my cap off (blew it) like I had graduated (tell 'em)
The roof decapitated, the booth contaminated (damn)
Ayy, check my face card, I bet it's laminated (true)
My jewelry carbonated, my yard a hundred acres (a hunnid)
I'd like to nominate you to roll my dice in Vegas
Now shake your money-maker
Don't let that money make ya
I shake that money-maker (uh)
Don't let that money make ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh, shake your money-maker (yeah)
Don't let that money make ya
Oh, shake your money-maker (Collegrove)
Don't let that money make ya, baby (Collegrove)
(Let's go)
(Yeah)
You can have a piece of my love
(Collegrove) I's waiting for you
(Collegrove) girl, it's true
Uh, yeah, uh
I don't do cap (no), I don't do cap (no)
I don't do yap (yeah), I make it hap' (yeah)
I don't wan' rap (yeah), I just wan' tap
Bitch, make it clap, blapp-blapp-blapp-blapp
Work that ass back, back-back-back-back
And now that ass fat, it used to be flat
What happened to that? Then she made it blatt
She say, "How it feel?" I say, "It feel like facts"
Then she start twerkin' (yeah), this life a circus
You can ask Barnum, you can ask Bailey (woah)
We don't need love, we just need favors
Put that on repeat and don't change the station (woah)
Daddy ain't cheap, and mama ain't basic
And mama agree that daddy the greatest
And all I could see is ass-ass, ass-ass-ass, I'm in the matrix
This dick a tummy acher (yeah), this dick a jumper cable (uh)
Girl, let my tongue invade you, then let that cum escape you (yeah)
Shake that money-maker, shake it lemon pepper
Like a salt shaker, give my high blood pressure, yeah (woah)
Now shake your money-maker (shake that money-maker)
Don't let that money make ya (don't let that money make ya)
Now shake that money-maker (now shake that money-maker)
Don't let the money make ya (don't let that money make ya)
Oh, shake your money-maker (shake your money-maker)
Shoutout to all the HBCUs out there
Oh, shake your money-maker (shake that money)
Don't let that money make ya, baby (don't let that money)
(Let's go, yeah)
You know, A&M
Alcorn, Jackson State (Shake that money)
Grambling, you kno'what I'm sayin, Texas Southern
'Skegee, Morehouse, TSU, Fort Valley
Kno'what I'm sayin', we black
Credits
Writer(s): Edward Theodore Riley, Aaron Robin Iii Hall, Gene Griffin, Dwayne Carter, Elvis Presley, Timothy William Gatling, Tauheed Epps
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