2 Chainz - Money MachineLyrics

I told 'em get on my level Bitch, you could get on this shovel Coke prices high, than which was if a Tony Montana I just got me a bezel My slippers is clean All I wear Tru Religion I paid a grip for them jeans I got a lust for the cream I need a money machine I need a money machine I need a money machine I see you doing your thing, but it ain't nothing to me So when you looking at me, I give you something to see I say I'm incredible, most legible Schedule ain't, but I can make your girl flexible, edible Put her top and call it putting her on my pedestal You would never know, unless you worked at the bank Camel toe, look like steak And your boy look like grate 2 gun bang And I'm so fly I can sue an airplane You can tell your girl here, because a cab came And I keep it 100, I don't need no spare change Some do it for the fame, some do it for the fortune Fortunately I'm famous, 26's wheel of fortune And I been riding foreign since the fucking introduction [Chorus] I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me So when you looking at me, I give you something to see I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me So when you looking at me, I give you something to see I need a money machine, I need a money machine Money machine, I need a money machine I see you doing your thing, it ain't got nothing to me So when you looking at me, I give you something to see Yo it's my time to shine, so I'm checking my Rollie A bet with the Lakers, I bought a necklace off Kobe I be fucking your girl, I was texting her only I told her, "I'd like your legs better if they was open" Ever since the beginning, niggas knew I was focused Strip club tour started Magic, ended at Strokers I'm a fucking example of a fucking example Hit her from the back, nigga, that's a fucking example I came up on Luke Campbell, I'm so sick I need Campbells If you know I'm showing up, I hope you come with your camera Got the city on swole with my Louis bandana My car is shitting on niggas, I should ride with a Pamper [Chorus] I give you something to see when you are looking this way If you approach with the drama, then we approach with the K And when you look in my eyes all you see is the pain On medication, I can drink 200 a day When you hot in the A, you get a spot in the A It's so big that shit look like a spot in the A These niggas jogging in place and they standing in line Till somebody rhyme bout beating me, then they start dancing in line And if swag was a crime, I'd be doing life plus 30 With my ice on early, in all gold notch sterling Try to cook a brick off a George Foreman Take a girl, it'll start spoiling Living room floor look like a nigga going bowling [Chorus] I say it's my time to get it, my time to shine I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind It's my time to get it, my time to shine I need a hustling trophy, it's my kind of grind, bitch