Show Me The Money - JZAC

One hand on my dick bitch one hand on my hip

One hand on a fifth

Y’all on an Ambien trip you sleeping

One man on a ship y’all ain’t never landed me shit

Y’all ain’t never handed me shit

You ain’t gonna brand me

You ain’t never ever gonna hand me shit

Truth be told I ain’t rich yet

Truth be told I ain’t dead either

Someone call me up Jerry McGuire

I need money like Derek Jeter

I need money like Warren Buffet

Way too many damn foreign cousins

Sky’s the limit no floor above us

I’m sneaking in with no warning from us now

Show me the money show me the money

I talk shit like they owe me the money

This is gold digger money cause the flows all nutty

And the flow so cold that they nose all runny

I ain’t get the memo what the fuck I miss?

They don’t wanna say it’s skill then it’s luck I guess

I get it yeah okay luck I guess

Must not know who the fuck I is

Left in a bright red Mazda 3 came back in a grey black Maybach

Next door neighbor used to call me Jerry

Now that mother fucker even call me JZAC

Isn’t that funny isn’t that funny?

No one wanna chill when it isn’t that sunny

When you finally make the switch and you get a couple hits they be knocking on

your door

What you wanting from me like huh?

I’m not trying to be the asshole here guys, but like I didn’t answer the door

for fifteen minutes.

You know like, my mom came… you know my mom doesn’t even

speak English dude.

Just please, another day

Show me the money

Show me the money

Show me the money

Show me the money

Hoes act funny, till you show them the money

Till you show me the money, show me the money

Pulls up in that ahh haa

Came through I’m too damn hungry

Pops talking that broken English

Back and fourth in two damn countries

I don’t need me no Lamborghini I don’t need me no Maserati

I don’t I don’t I don’t ugh I don’t need me no paparazzi

I talk more shit than the Sheik drink Grey Goose get beak

She don’t even care about real shit cause that Instagram be on fleek

I just focus on us I just focus on W’s

Sick of living that check to check checking mailboxes for my W2 now

Show me the money show me the money

I talk shit like they owe me the money

This is gold digger money cause the flows all nutty

And the flow so cold that they nose all runny

God damn y’all have woken up a monster

Don’t come across me improper

Every letter in the sentence from Renisis' the medicine

Is better than the mother fucking doctor

Oh FYI I’m still real cooking dough like a funnel cake

Broads see me they pray I’m single

Bad bitches doing double takes now

Isn’t that funny isn’t that funny?

No one wanna chill when it isn’t that sunny when you finally make the switch

and you get a couple hits they be knocking on your door what you wanting from

me like huh?

Show me the money

Show me the money

Show me the money

Show me the money

Hoes act funny, till you show them the money

Till you show me the money, show me the money