Kerser, Larissa Lambert - I Look Like Money lyrics
Kerser
[Kerser, Larissa Lambert - I Look Like Money lyrics]
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey
I got a house on acres
I ain't got neighbours
My driveway making sure the trip take ages
I make bangers you lucky that you found
No millionaire, still raw on the down low
Gotta get it that I'm that I live by
My mate did time just to make his wrist shine
Made man, call me "Sir" at a cur first
Life a bitch, I'm just trying not to hurt her
Smooth flow and it still make my money flip
I still don't think it count 'less I
Get it and I double it
Slow down, always stop at the top
Man, I buy my properties
Like they Monopoly blocks, what?
Talk up, I talk down in an instant
Why you so mad that I'm paid? It's a business
Big shit, man you looking quite funny
And you hating on me 'cause
I'm looking like money
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey
Money make your bitch start strippin'
Start dancin'
Money also make a motherfucker take a ransom
They call me handsome
Yeah, she wanna take me out
But, I'm sitting here higher
Than my bank account
Hit after hit, nothing new to "The King"
Watch me rise from the bottom
What a beautiful thing
I'm looking like money
But, I'm stumbling stone
Man, I gotta find a way back
To one of my homes
Yeah, the one by the water
I gave it to my daughter
She just hit six, I said "Baby
You're a baller"
How the fuck can you hate on that?
I put lads on the map when I made it facts
I'ma light my blunt and get
Lost in the smoke pit
Plus they all know I take a shot
And it won't miss
So sick and I got it all legal
Well, most of it, ah shit anyway people
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey
I got a house on acres
I ain't got neighbours
My driveway making sure the trip take ages
I make bangers you lucky that you found
No millionaire, still raw on the down low
Gotta get it that I'm that I live by
My mate did time just to make his wrist shine
Made man, call me "Sir" at a cur first
Life a bitch, I'm just trying not to hurt her
Smooth flow and it still make my money flip
I still don't think it count 'less I
Get it and I double it
Slow down, always stop at the top
Man, I buy my properties
Like they Monopoly blocks, what?
Talk up, I talk down in an instant
Why you so mad that I'm paid? It's a business
Big shit, man you looking quite funny
And you hating on me 'cause
I'm looking like money
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey
Money make your bitch start strippin'
Start dancin'
Money also make a motherfucker take a ransom
They call me handsome
Yeah, she wanna take me out
But, I'm sitting here higher
Than my bank account
Hit after hit, nothing new to "The King"
Watch me rise from the bottom
What a beautiful thing
I'm looking like money
But, I'm stumbling stone
Man, I gotta find a way back
To one of my homes
Yeah, the one by the water
I gave it to my daughter
She just hit six, I said "Baby
You're a baller"
How the fuck can you hate on that?
I put lads on the map when I made it facts
I'ma light my blunt and get
Lost in the smoke pit
Plus they all know I take a shot
And it won't miss
So sick and I got it all legal
Well, most of it, ah shit anyway people
I look like money so sweet like honey
I look like money so sweet like honey