¿Where's The Money?

[Hook] Around here it’s always sunny We buzzin’ like a hive full of honey Good weather, good wine Good weed, good women, good times Where’s the money, where’s the money (x4) [Verse 1] We had three shots, she let me hit the sweet spot I took so long to come, I swear she thought I was Detox Yeah, I ain’t famous but she starstruck It’s just a coupe, but yeah she’s down to car-fuck I get money from my blah-blah-blah, that’s hard luck They hating on it, ha-ha-ha-ha, get your bars up You can’t feel my painting buddy, get your stars up When you in the game boy, you gotta keep your cards up I ain’t the poker type, like them jokers I have us roll the dice Collect my chips get pulled to God I’ve been cold as ice, like yeah better show your right I'm on her hair like old advice and I’m on that bread like molten I... [Hook] [Verse 2] Good question, I think I got a answer Check the bra strap of that young, exotic dancer Yeah my daddy’s dead but really I’m not a bastard I got his good looks, so broads be on me, tough I’m not a bachelor Niggas won’t go viral, really weedy cancer And Tokyo drifting in a rented Mitsubishi Lancer Backwards, mileage had a child like laughter Nothing really matters, ‘cause far as I can gather We about to bubble then the bubbles turn to lather These hating ass rappers are a non-fucking factor They about to learn to DJ, or become actors We running up the rafters, screaming let me hold your masters [Bridge] Occupy the VIP (x8) [Hook]