Too Short Money Maker feat. Rick Ross & Pimp C Lyrics
            Oh! {*3X*}
            Oh! {*2X*}
        
            [Too $hort]
            I love to see you dance, do it your way
            Shake that a__, you know it's okay
            I just wanna know, if you'll strip
            Make a real player wanna give you a tip
            You move so s__y, I love the way you wiggle
            Your t__ties bounce around and your big booty jiggles
            Make the video, it's official
            Throw the stiff hoes out the game, blow the whistle
            I only f___ with money makers, the hustlers
            b____es who know how to get m_________ers
            You tryin hard, you put everything into it
            Cain't understand how these other hoes do it
            You ain't got no name brand s___
            Tryin to be fly but you ain't that b____
            You've gotta want it to get it
            Give a trick some p____ tell him put somethin wit it
        
            [Chorus]
            Get down on it good if you a shaker
            I see you got him where you want him, get your cake up
            Drop it down to the flo' and get your paper
            Cause you a thoroughbred, youse a money maker
            Now let me see you pop that p____, girl shake that a__
            Do a nasty dance, girl make that cash
            Bend that a__ ovah, and touch the flo'
            He gotta tip if he want some mo' - tip that p____!
            Shake that a__ girl
        
            [Verse 2]
            Eyes get p____ hoe, shake that a__
            You're like the 84 but rich, cause it's sittin on glass
            Ain't nothin happenin but tricks gettin broke
            f___ed a lot of politicians but she never go vote
            The b____ got a lot of contacts
            Every n____ that she f___ got some kind of contract
            R&B singers, ballplayers and rappers
            n____z call back cause the b____ got a snapper
            I'm tryin to get the b____ to chew
            It's payday b____, you done paid your dues
            You're scrapin up your knees, climbin up the pole
            Yeah you a hoe but you just ain't out on the stroll
        
            [Chorus]
        
            [Rick Ross]
            I'm checkin these hoes, like checkin accounts
            I'm checkin for checks, get checks and I bounce
            I f___ with the vets, lot of money to count
            My hoes be stressed, put a gun in her mouth
            b____ bring it to me, see I need it all
            I need another Benz, hoe f___ 'em all
            I f___s with Chad, I f___s with Todd
            Bein trill n____z baby this our f___in job
            I can meet her today, be in love by tonight
            You can bet by tomorrow, she'll be traffickin white
            She wanna f___ with me (Ross) for the rest of her life (Ross)
            Cause when I f___ her she tell me it's the best in her life
            It's Ricky Ross (Ross) you know my steez (steez)
            Still holdin ki's like your b____ holdin these (these)
            I'm a Dade County Chevy rider
            But I gotta Benz that's f___in up everybody
        
            [Chorus]
        
            Shake that a__ girl!
        
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