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| Money-Making Guy By: Hawkeye INTRO: Mi fans dem tell me say Dem want another song So mi gi dem another skibidibye song Well yuh done know this is Hawkeye skibidibye CHORUS I'm a money-making guy Dem caan stop me no matter how dem a try Naw ease up, amore pressure mi apply Till mi family, fans and friends dem proud of I W weh di gal dem seh mi name again, Hawkeye Well a got di flavour fi get dem wet when dem dry Girls wanna die when they look into my eyes Inna mi bed they wanna lie, skibidibye A whole heap a gal surround mi Gal a brush mi teeth wash my gums Manicure, pedicure, squeezing a bump Sipping Hennessey and champagne by the drums Got a lot of girls having ten and fifty comes Roll my spliff a smoke it and a puff it through my lungs Got a lot of cash so I'm checking up the sums Ice-rings on my fingers straight up to my thumbs I'm making it don't ask me how comes CHORUS When I say money making you get the drift Have a nine-to-nine job or working on the night shift I use to hang down but now my head I got to lift Cause I got to buy mi owna beer and mi owna spliff Everybody done know life kinda stiff What yuh put is what yuh got to make the best of it Nuh mek nuh body tell yuh no bullshit A got to invest some of it CHORUS Which man an woman wouldn't like to have cash Which man an woman wouldn't like to look trash Have it going on from them toe to them eye-lash Many business houses and nuff cars to flash Missa bad mind a watch people stash I don't give a damn I'm going to handle them rash But I'm chilling in my cabin with some girl Then a step put in my versach CHORUS |
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