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Too Short
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Money Maker
作詞:C. Butler, C. Love, James Phillips, W. Roberts, Todd Shaw, Jonathan Smith
I love to see you dance, do it your way Shake that ass, you know it's okay I just wanna know if you'll strip Make a real playa wanna give you a tip
You move so sexy, I love the way you wiggle Your titties bounce around and your big booty jiggles Make a video, it's official Call the stiff hoes out the game, blow the whistle
I only fuck the money makers, the hustlers Bitches who know how to get motherfuckers You tryin' hard, you put everything into it Can't understand how these other hoes do it
You ain't got no name brand shit Tryin' to be fly but you ain't that, bitch You got a warnin' to get it Give a trick some pussy, tell him put some with it
Get down, only good if you a shaker I see you got away you wanna get your cake up Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper 'Coz you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker
Now let me see you pop that pussy, girl, shake that ass Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash Bend that ass over and touch the flo' He got a tip if you want some mo' Tip that pussy, shake that ass, girl
Yeah, pussy hoe, shake that ass It like the '84 Beratta 'coz it sittin' on glass Ain't nothin' happenin' but tricks gettin' broke Fuck a lotta politicians but she never go vote
The bitch got a lotta contacts Ev'ry nigga that she fucked got some kinda contracts R'n'B singers, bow playas in rap Niggas cow back 'coz the bitch got a snap
I'm tryin' to get the bitch to choose It's payday, bitch, you done paid the dues You scrappin' up your knees, climbin' up the pole もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com Yeah, you a hoe but you just ain't out on the stroll, bitch
Get down, only good if you a shaker I see you got away you wanna get your cake up Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper 'Coz you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker
Now let me see you pop that pussy, girl, shake that ass Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash Bend that ass over and touch the flo' He got a tip if you want some mo' Pay your pussy, shake that ass, girl
I'm checkin' these hoes like checkin' accounts I'm checkin' for checks, these checks do not bounce I fuck with the Feds, lotta money to count My hoes be stressed, put a gun in the mouth
Bitch, bring it to me, see, I need it all I need another Benz, hoe, fuck 'em all Now fuck some chair, now fuck some tie Bitch, niggas, baby, this our fuckin' job
Cock a meat in the day, be in love by the night You could bet by tomorrow, she'll be traffickin' white She wanna fuck with me for the rest of her life 'Coz when I fuck her, she tell me it's the best in the life
It's Ricky Ross, you know [Incomprehensible] Still holdin' ki's like this bitch holdin' knees I'm a Day County Chevy rider But I got a business fuckin' up ev'rybody
Get down, only good if you a shaker I see you got away you wanna get your cake up Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper 'Coz you a thoroughbred, you's a money maker
Now let me see you pop that pussy, girl, shake that ass Do a nasty dance, girl, make that cash Bend that ass over and touch the flo' He got a tip if you want some mo' Tip that pussy, shake that ass, girl
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