Curren$y Ft. Mac Miller - Money Shot Lyrics

Money Shot Lyrics by Curren$y

(feat. Mac Miller)



[Mac Miller]

Motherfuckers thought they had it on lock

I tell them open the safe

A ho a ho, I put a ho in her place

They show me love all the time

Motherfucker it ain't nothin to rhyme

Got my tax bracket cracking filling W9's out

It's my house

I was in the pro's, you was only at the tryouts

Tell your coach to put your ass at timeout

It is what it is and it be what it be (oh yeah)

If it ain't easy, leave it to me (oh yeah)

Mommy, I ain't need a ho, wonder why I keep her though

She got that bong-ba-bong-bong like how the speakers go

Kick it on the FIFA flow

We fucking with a Jedi, on my left side I got C-3PO

Do it big, keep it low, swear that I'm a genius though

Why I'm in line at the club like Emilo!

Sit at home, rich alone , Vic Damone , money talk

This is mine, get your own, this the fuckin' money shot



[Curren$y]

Benz coupe, green Dickies suit, you lied if you say I ain't the truth

Then what I do?

I stay high, halfway shut eyes when I came through

Comfortably dressed, it's the salt and the sweats

Boardin' the jet, on course to collect the check

Give these little boys somethin' to respect

You can be the man on somebody else set

No baby steps, I move like a Tyrannosaurus Rex

We tryna have right now and next, everybody eat

That's why I'm tryna see

Do it better than I done it homie

Don't follow me, I'm the one to try to beat

I'm watching you too, I need you to inspire me

Fool this is true, I don't even lie down to sleep

No time, I take naps in-between flights

Even though it don't seem right, no sheets

Dollar signs all night in my sleep

Money shot