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Walker Hayes

Face On My Money

 

Face On My Money

(альбом: 8Tracks, Vol. 2: Break The Internet - 2016)


That's right
Hey baby, I don't drive no Benz
I don't make no dollars, I don't make no sense
But I'm feeling rich and famous wit'cha like, 'hey'
Look who's dancing with me at the par-tay
Lemme get that door for ya, slide in my Taurus babe
Lean it back, let me roll you to the chorus, babe

You're everything, cake in the free world
That smile you're throwing, it ain't growing on no tree, girl
You make it rain, make my soul sunny
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Face on my money, looking sexy on a hundy
You make me wanna shake it like I'm Tom Cruise in my undies
You're the Beyonce that stung me
That scrub in front seat tongue be hanging out like Mike when you walk by wit'cha Cold Medina Funky (get funky, baby)

I wish I could put your face on my money, put your face on my money honey

When they pass that bill darling, you know I will flaunt it
I'mma love spending it on ya wit'cha grill on it
Yea, all that green, gonna be flying outta my wallet, babe
Literally burning a hole in my pocket, babe (Hey!)

You're everything, cake in the free world
That smile your throwin, it ain't growing on no tree, girl
You make it rain, make my soul sunny
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Face on my money, looking sexy on a hundy
You make me wanna shake it like I'm Tom Cruise in my undies
You're the Beyonce that stung me
That scrub in front seat tongue be hanging out like Mike when you walk by wit'cha Cold Medina Funky (get funky, baby)

I'm feeling rich and famous wit'cha like, hey
Look who's dancing with me at the par-tay
I'm feeling rich and famous witcha like hey
Look who's dancing with me at the par-tay, hey!

You're everything, cake in the free world
That smile your throwin, it ain't growing on no tree, girl
You make it rain, make my soul sunny
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
I wish that I could put your face on my money honey
(whoo, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Face on my money, looking sexy on a hundy
You make me wanna shake it like I'm Tom Cruise in my undies
You're the Beyonce that stung me
That scrub in front seat tongue be hanging out like Mike when you walk by wit'cha Cold Medina Funky (get funky, baby)
I wish I could put your face on my money, put your face on my money honey
I wish I could put your face on my money, put your face on my money honey

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