Here Comes the Money (Shane McMahon)

Here comes the money

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

Dollar dollar, dollar dollar

Ching ching, bling bling, cut the chatter

You ain't talkin' money, then your talkin' don't matter

Ching ching, bling bling, patting pockets

We make the dolla dolla, can't a damn soul stop it

Here comes the new kid on the block

Hold all your bets, here's where the buck stops

See first of all, I'm steppin' out on my own

'Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne

Success in my blood, call it home grown

Pores reeking testosterone

Power and money got me crazy cocky

No longer need you, papi

I know you're mad because you can't stop me

And if you wonder how this playa done scooped ya honey

I think she smelled my cologne, it's called brand new money

Making major moves, ain't a damn thing funny

Pimpin' hood rats to Playboy bunnies

They see the

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

They see it, they see it

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

Say what, say what, say what, money

I'm global dolla dolla, and roll with 'bout fifty

Like to go out smelling fresh and lookin' spiffy

Don't like clean money, I want my riches to be filthy

Plus with every time it's fun, I can't touch till I'm 60?

So what am I supposed to do, roll in two

Stand there patting the pockets

Till I'm stacking only two

Ching ching, bling bling, catching cash in lumps

It's a four wheel here to jack, and I'm sellin' 'em out my trunk

Whenever, whatever it takes to shake down a dolla

Although in that direction, wait a minute, holla holla

All I wants to know, where they go, where they went?

And I'm making Marshall money, smelling just like a mint

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money

Now if you can't see the money

Get your eyes cleaned with Visine

I need fine things with seven digits at a time, see

My children chillin', the best never works

If you never get the pebbles, they got the rocks first

Bank vaults unlocking, ching ching, we're mocking

I'm rockin', my family christmas stockings are shocking

Fine women any weather, naughty denim and leather

Call it chicken whatever, Sunday get better

I'm one smart cookie, the bet that matched rookies

My stocks on top, your checks bounce while mine boogie

Wrist, I must rock it, chicks stop it or knock it

Cash looks like I got a gang of fist in my pocket

Here comes the money, fist in my, fist in my pockets, fist in my pockets

Here comes the money

Money, money, money, money

Money, money, money, money, money