Lyric Throttle - Money Maker ft. Lunchmoney Lewis & Aston Merrygold

Now listen y'all got your hover boards and your fuzzy shoes
What the hell is a Yeezy?
We used to glide man, you know what I'm talking about?

I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes

Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Grab your skates and shake that booty

Alright stop
I got my skates on, lace tight
Don't need no Benz, no motorbike
I got eight wheels, shake the heels
I mean it's okay baby got the pimp a pimp
They like damn that's tight
[?] to Jesus, show me the light
Disco heaven closes up around eleven
You better shake your moneymaker cause you know what I be talking bout

Rollerskates
Oh you thought that we were done
Ha na uh, never
Come on now shake your money maker
I said now shake your money maker
Your money maker

Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker

I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Grab your skates and shake that booty

Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker