Gimme All Your $$

You rock these Timbs and sport Versace

You wanna get with me, money? Please!

You never had it like this, and you never will

But clothes, I know you wanna peel them off

Because they cost about a grand

You know what you never held in your motherfuckin' hands before

Oh yeah, I know you wanna roar

And from the back, we ain't having' none of that

I'll see you later, Mac

Never give you skins, but my booty I will wiggle

Making all my honey, saying, come on, honey, jungle

You, yes, we could do what I got if it's your first

This one's for me, she call me crazy, ey, ey, ey

The kind of chicken you don't fuck, then I fuck it, yeah

Let the booty hang, and I'm never gonna talk it

Call me, you boo, I'll disappear like a ghost

Stunning like a juggernaut, getting his pimp with the most money

The name is Creeps, I get off to the strong

When I'm in your neighbourhood, I'll rob your motherfuckin' country store

Yeah, you wish you could approach

But if you do, got to travel in first never ever in the coach

'Cause I smoke a fat blunt, and I, I sell a roach (oh, oh)

Never give you skins, but my booty I will wiggle

Making all my honey, saying, come on, honey, jungle (oh, oh)

Never give you skins, but my booty I will wiggle

Making all my honey, saying, come on, honey, jungle

You, yes, we could do what I got if it's your first

This one's for me, she call me crazy, ey, ey, ey

I'm not in the mood, she's got no trouble

But I can't be bothered, 'cause my TV is double

Let's take a little nap (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, shit)

Yeah, I fix the superstars in the house (oh)

The gas to your fever and your fire, I will dance (oh)

Sparking all the flavour, body's always electric (oh)

And I'm so old school, man, you'd think my system's metric (oh)

Didn't let me do it, yeah, if you know what I mean (oh, oh)

(I need) I need money

I'm not a stick-up kid, a secretary

Clap for three a week

Speak to the hand if you can't compete