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Southern drawl, bag in hand Suit so hot it's smoking Shades of ice, palace lights Rubber band of Franklins Never scared of the big time Always knew that it'd come Now it's here I'm gonna get mine Chauffeur please get the door Man that's on a mission there he goes It's all so easy with your veins ice cold Fat stack step back let it roll I'm the greenback king sitting on the throne I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby Sip that, sit back let it ride Yeah the devil on my shoulder came to play tonight I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby Ladies night is every night When you're so fly it hurts Cuban smoke rings, diamonds dripping Cash that loves to flirt Doing big things in the big leagues Tell big Debbie come and see me My appetite is unruly I got to lick the frosting And you may wonder how we got this way Believe me babe it's what you do not say Fat stack step back let it roll I'm the greenback king sitting on the throne I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby Sip that, sit back let it ride Yeah the devil on my shoulder came to play tonight I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby I'm betting hard on snake eyes honey Your hourglass of wine has got me loose Black dress, red lips, oh I'm all in honey I wanna see how you move Baby baby let me whisper right here Let me whisper right in your ear Cause it's about to go down tonight Fat stack step back let it roll I'm the greenback king sitting on the throne I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby Sip that, sit back let it ride Yeah the devil on my shoulder came to play tonight I'm gonna get that, get that money Gotta get those greenbacks baby
Writer(s): Matthew Wheatley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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