Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Machine, artist - 2 Chainz. Album song Based On A T.R.U. Story, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Money Machine |
I told them, get on my level |
Bitch, you could get on this shovel |
Coke prices high, than which was if a Tony Montana |
I just got me a bezel |
My slippers is clean |
All I wear Tru Religion |
I paid a grip for them jeans |
I got a lust for the cream |
I need a money machine |
I need a money machine |
I need a money machine |
I see you doing your thing, but it ain’t nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I say I’m incredible, most legible |
Schedule ain’t, but I can make your girl flexible, edible |
Put her top and call it putting her on my pedestal |
You would never know, unless you worked at the bank |
Camel toe, look like steak |
And your boy look like great |
2 gun bang |
And I’m so fly I can sue an airplane |
You can tell your girl here, because a cab came |
And I keep it 100, I don’t need no spare change |
Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune |
Fortunately I’m famous, 26's wheel of fortune |
And I been riding foreign since the fucking introduction |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I need a money machine |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
Yo it’s my time to shine, so I’m checking my Rollie |
A bet with the Lakers, I bought a necklace off Kobe |
I be fucking your girl, I was texting her only |
I told her, «I'd like your legs better if they was open» |
Ever since the beginning, niggas knew I was focused |
Strip club tour started Magic, ended at Strokers |
I’m a fucking example of a fucking example |
Hit her from the back, nigga, that’s a fucking example |
I came up on Luke Campbell, I’m so sick I need Campbells |
If you know I’m showing up, I hope you come with your camera |
Got the city on swole with my Louis bandana |
My car is shitting on niggas, I should ride with a Pamper |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I need a money machine |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I give you something to see when you are looking this way |
If you approaching with the drama, then we approach with the K |
And when you look in my eyes all you see is the pain |
On medication, I can drink 200 a day |
When you hot in the A, you get a spot in the A |
It’s so big that shit look like a spot in the A |
These niggas jogging in place and they standing in line |
Till somebody rhyme bout beating me, then they start dancing in line |
And if swag was a crime, I’d be doing life plus 30 |
With my ice on early, in all gold knight sterling |
Try to cook a brick off a George Foreman |
Take a girl, it’ll start spoiling |
Living room floor look like a nigga going bowling |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I need a money machine |
I see you doing your thing, it ain’t got nothing to me |
So when you looking at me, I give you something to see |
I say it’s my time to get it, my time to shine |
I need a hustling trophy, it’s my kind of grind |
It’s my time to get it, my time to shine |
I need a hustling trophy, it’s my kind of grind, bitch |