Modern Midas

All the millionaires throw your hands up in the air

Just kidding

Don't do that

Boy, what you lookin' over here for

As if there's something over here that might interest you

We talkin' interest or a predatory issue

'Cause here's a line for your million dollar intro

So baby, they can pour another glass of love for me

I ain't never gonna turn down booze that's free

Yeah, but I ain't really gnawing at your intro

I wonder when that piece of info gonna hit you

Every little thing

You're a modern Midas, everything you touch go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Any little thing

You can't fight it, you and your kind go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Dollars and dollars and dollars all day

How many dollars today, broken economy yet

You got a college degree, proud of the family tree

You're the anomaly G, you need a girl on your D

Treat that thing, but boy what you lookin' over here for

You got girls that be grabbin' for the tissue

I'm talkin' 'bout that paper, not because I miss you

I make an ass outta you and me and assume

So baby, they can pour another glass of love for me

Yeah, I ain't never gonna turn down booze that's free

Invitin' all that happen to your gun show

I think the shallow thing is funny 'cause it is true

Every little thing

You're a modern Midas, everything you touch go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Any little thing

You can't fight it, you and your kind go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Woof

I only came to the party 'cause I'm dragged along as us'

Making the music posse wouldn't take an excuse

My place is in the corner, the rich man's in the booth

I ain't goin' over there and takin' his abuse

What's he gonna say?

How's it gonna play?

How can we compete?

Lost in his words, you can take them down to the mount

And throw 'em back his way

They think they know they can do that

They think they know they can do that

They think

Every little, every little

They know they can do that

Talk and talk and talkin' shit

Talkin' 'bout that multi shit

While them only rentin' tables

Then with no one on their dicks

I drive a fuckin' Mazda and on Thursdays I go both way, check now

I ain't callin' names, I'm just throwin' stones and sticks

Every little thing

You're a modern Midas, everything you touch go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Any little, any little, any little thing

You can't fight it, you and your kind go up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh