Fredo - Money Maker lyrics

[Fredo - Money Maker lyrics]

It's your money maker
It's what mummy gave you money maker

Pretty girl, shake your money maker
That's a big bum your mummy gave you
Me, I'm getting paper money, money paper
So I'm busy right now but
I'll be coming later
It's your money maker, money
Maker, money maker, money maker
You're waking up on fleek and
You don't come in makeup
Yo, I'm liking the way you
Shake your money maker
Got me feeling like I'll go
And make some money later

And I was rated before I was
Nominated for any Rated Awards
One thousand and eight is the
Weight of the raw
2008, we started breaking the law
I'm in the hotel
Make a grown girl go and wait by the door
He said he's getting money
But that's more lies
'Cause his watch cost the price of my 45
Bottles with the crew, this is more life
The bottom of my shoe, is on Saw V
What you telling me, though?
What's the word on the streets?
What you telling me, bro?
Yo, she's giving me the saliva from
The end of her throat
And my youngin got life so that's
The end of the road
I'm hitting block sales while
She's drinking cocktails
In London, most the hot girls
Know my cock well, but I will not tell
'Cause that's none of their business
They might've done somethin', but no
None of them did this

Pretty girl, shake your money maker
That's a big bum your mummy gave you
Me, I'm getting paper money, money paper
So I'm busy right now but
I'll be coming later
It's your money maker, money
Maker, money maker, money maker
You're waking up on fleek and
You don't come in makeup
Yo, I'm liking the way you
Shake your money maker
Got me feeling like I'll go
And make some money later

Pretty girl, your money maker
It's a troublemaker
I should go and thank your mummy
'cause your mummy made you
Niggas still didn't give me nothing back
No fucking favours
Now I blow a hundred racks
'cause I'm a money maker
Fendi for my under layer
But it's nothing major
She's a nutty brain
I'm moving like the Undertaker
Niggas at home watching Netflix and Power
My niggas in the traphouse tryna
Stretch it with powder
Talking less than an hour got my jewels on
Lookin' like I dressed in the shower
'Cause I'm wet like a fountain
And I'm filled up with colours
I'm looking in my DM and
It's filled up with lovers
I'm looking in my bank account
It's filled up with numbers
Bicarbonate sodas
What's filling up the cupboards
'Cause I'm a money maker
But you niggas out here looking
Like the money made you
Every time they play with us
You know that something taped up

Pretty girl, shake your money maker
That's a big bum your mummy gave you
Me, I'm getting paper money, money paper
So I'm busy right now but
I'll be coming later
It's your money maker, money
Maker, money maker, money maker
You're waking up on fleek and
You don't come in makeup
Yo, I'm liking the way you
Shake your money maker
Got me feeling like I'll go
And make some money later

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