Lyrics Money Making Guy - Hawkeye

I'm a money-making guy
Dem caan stop me no matter how dem a try
Naw ease up, amore pressure mi apply
Till mi family, fans and friends dem proud of I
W weh di gal dem seh mi name again, Hawkeye
Well a got di flavour fi get dem wet when dem dry
Girls wanna die when they look into my eyes
Inna mi bed they wanna lie, skibidibye

A whole heap a gal surround mi
Gal a brush mi teeth wash my gums
Manicure, pedicure, squeezing a bump
Sipping Hennessey and champagne by the drums
Got a lot of girls having ten and fifty comes
Roll my spliff a smoke it and a puff it through my lungs
Got a lot of cash so I'm checking up the sums
Ice-rings on my fingers straight up to my thumbs
I'm making it don't ask me how comes

When I say money making you get the drift
Have a nine-to-nine job or working on the night shift
I use to hang down but now my head I got to lift
Cause I got to buy mi owna beer and mi owna spliff
Everybody done know life kinda stiff
What yuh put is what yuh got to make the best of it
Nuh mek nuh body tell yuh no bullshit
A got to invest some of it

Which man an woman wouldn't like to have cash
Which man an woman wouldn't like to look trash
Have it going on from them toe to them eye-lash
Many business houses and nuff cars to flash
Missa bad mind a watch people stash
I don't give a damn I'm going to handle them rash
But I'm chilling in my cabin with some girl
Then a step put in my versach