[Letra de "Money Andy"]

Oh, oh, ohhh
(Good job Cookin' Soul)
It's summertime
Oh, oh, ohhh

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
You never know 'til you finally go there
Mama told me dream big like my forehead
My wig pushed back
10 racks to get repaired
Well I guess I'm fuckin' bitches in knitted caps again
Skipped the baggage claim, went straight to Rodeo
Fashion week in Paris, never left the hotel
Braggin' on my swag, I'd rather let these hoes tell
And they'll wonder when I'll stop it
Your guess is good as mine man
Drip on faucet like I camе from the Oscars
Tell Chris Stamp I need more wintеrtime options
I came in and got love from the authors
You came in and got hit with foreign objects
Brick and wool on my noggin'
But I remember the time when
Back when ain't nobody love us
Back when everybody fronted
We was praying for some bad weather
Keep our pockets flooded
This was way before the hurricane but we could see it comin'
How much for a brick, if I flip?
Lately, I been wondering
Go to hell and get a job
Fuck, you n***as buggin'
I was made to beat the odds
Something outta nothin'
You afraid to take a loss
I lost my older brother, sister, father, auntie, cousin
I got nothin' left but y'all
I been rubik's from the jar, just
Just another jewel, bitch
Now I got the sauce (oh, oh, ohhh)
Okay, now I got the juice, hey
(My main squeeze)
[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
I rep the 'Nard
N***a when you never knew it
My first release party, told n***as told came thru wit'
First I got a lawyer
Moved my mom to Georgia
Copped my sis a Honda
Talkin' bout spoiled?
If I can't get radio
I'm snatching up the products
Apple, Google, Amazon, Spoti-
Shouts out to Justin, shouts out to Sour
Go commercial they gon' rub me every hour (every hour)
Okay? You gon' rub me every hour (every hour)
Okay? You gon' rub me every hour (facts!)
First I had my heart broke, then I had my heart mended
Then I had a heart to heart with my conscience
Rest in peace to Mac
Wish you was alive still
And if we get to meet
I'ma roll you up some ganja (yeah)
I'ma roll you up some ganja (yeah man)
I appreciate it man, look
That XXL freestyle was kinda ass
So I couldn't hit the Leakers without spittin' straight gas
And I'm on a warpath and I brought my team back
Shoutout to Aftermath, 12Tone, and Free Nats
[Outro: Multiple Voices]
Yea, that's right, yes sir!
Get money, that's how we doing it
Yes sir, get money
Anderson Paak in the building, baby!
Yes Lawd, yes Lawd!
(Oh, oh, ooh, my main squeeze)