Curren$y - Money Machine Part 2 lyrics

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Curren$y - Money Machine Part 2 lyrics

[Intro: from "Super Fly"] "Fat Freddie man..." "What's the matter with the fat man?" "The dude ain't got your money... He's been all stretched out, like he's come in some money or somethin" "That's his a**" "He's good for it. It's that b**h of his that's the problem" "I got 50 men out on the street Now if they all get b**h troubles I starve Is that it, is that what you're telling me dude?" Money machine, yeah Do you even what the money machine sound like? Money machine, haha, yeh,.. n***a, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1:] On, on, break of dawn Can't stop n***a too hot early morn I'm at the rim shop, fool, I really be on, my Chip Foose sh** Sketch it out and put it together, I really do this Driving gloves Louis Vuitton, my shoes is Glued to the pedal, press to the metal, I'm moving Jets in the house b**h, you ain't help us move in So why you got your hands out now stupid Had you played your role You would have got your credit at the end of the movie Listening to them hoes, you on Front Street Swimming in blood soaked clothes b**h it's shark week, ho you lunch meat You thinking I'm somethin' sweet, got me confused With the cotton candy hues on my 83 Diamonds against my wood, lighting one up for Pimp C Riding with no tint to let them hoes know this Smoke it, yeah [Hook:] Money machine n***a you can count on Money machine (money machine) You can count on [Verse 2:] High rises, wise guysing Mob wives counting dollars pile up A batmobile in my drive way, the Skydiver Bringing more kush, jet fueled to the fire Round you them bad b**hes acting mad quiet Hoes in the line, tryna tag team Roddy - n***a it's the pilot Boat deck in my Nautica sweats, I'm yachting Open water wilding like a Somalian pirate Spotted your b**h and she instantly plotted On ditching your simping and riding Jet life is simple, we got it To be honest, them other fools is square boxes Funny n***a singing now, they Jamie Foxxes Don't trip, we gon' keep on doing our sh**, fool! Ain't nothing changed but the balance On the accounts in my name keep adding, maine [Hook]