Money Maker
Now listen y'all got your hover boards and your fuzzy shoes
What the hell is a Yeezy?
We used to glide man, you know what I'm talking about?
I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Grab your skates and shake that booty
Alright stop
I got my skates on, lace tight
Don't need no Benz, no motorbike
I got eight wheels, shake the heels
I mean it's okay baby got the pimp a pimp
They like damn that's tight
[?] to Jesus, show me the light
Disco heaven closes up around eleven
You better shake your moneymaker cause you know what I be talking bout
Rollerskates
Oh you thought that we were done
Ha na uh, never
Come on now shake your money maker
I said now shake your money maker
Your money maker
Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Grab your skates and shake that booty
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
What the hell is a Yeezy?
We used to glide man, you know what I'm talking about?
I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Grab your skates and shake that booty
Alright stop
I got my skates on, lace tight
Don't need no Benz, no motorbike
I got eight wheels, shake the heels
I mean it's okay baby got the pimp a pimp
They like damn that's tight
[?] to Jesus, show me the light
Disco heaven closes up around eleven
You better shake your moneymaker cause you know what I be talking bout
Rollerskates
Oh you thought that we were done
Ha na uh, never
Come on now shake your money maker
I said now shake your money maker
Your money maker
Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Grab your skates and shake that booty
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Credits
Writer(s): James Belmore, Robert Bergin, David Arkwright
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