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Top Songs By Matt Wheatley
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Wheatley
Songwriter
Ryan Brady
Songwriter
Lyrics
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
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