joe dirt
Money grow old it look like yoda
Mmm
(Ooh, ooh)
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
(Oh)
I ain't got no shame, I'm no rookie to this game
I'm a vet, give me respect, you know I'm better with the age
If I'm hopping in this vette, I'm probably skrting with your bae
I-I-I hope that that's okay
If it's not he gets the right hook
Make that boy a fry cook
High up in the sky moving round just like a kite would
Hole in one like tiger woods
Doing all the things I should
Doing great I'm doing good
Going up won't knock on wood
I stay patient I just wait wait wait
I look back in time and see I made mistakes
But that's how I get better anyway
Man, I hope she hits my phone one of these days
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
Mmm
(Ooh, ooh)
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
(Oh)
I ain't got no shame, I'm no rookie to this game
I'm a vet, give me respect, you know I'm better with the age
If I'm hopping in this vette, I'm probably skrting with your bae
I-I-I hope that that's okay
If it's not he gets the right hook
Make that boy a fry cook
High up in the sky moving round just like a kite would
Hole in one like tiger woods
Doing all the things I should
Doing great I'm doing good
Going up won't knock on wood
I stay patient I just wait wait wait
I look back in time and see I made mistakes
But that's how I get better anyway
Man, I hope she hits my phone one of these days
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
Money grow old it look like yoda
I had to stretch that boy like yoga
He trying to find his bitch, I stole her
That's my bad she needed some closure
I had to whip her old Toyota
She trying to feel me up on the sofa
Heart too cold had to give her the shoulder
Weight on my heart real heavy like a boulder
Hair got long, started lookin like Joe Dirt
I had to keep that fa in the holster
Mood up and down like rollercoaster
Way she loves feels like torture
But we're all okay
And we're all safe
Hope you feel the same
If you don't then I'm to blame
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Writer(s): Jaydon Gatehouse
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