Lyrics Money Maker - Throttle

Now listen y'all got your hover boards and your fuzzy shoes
What the hell is a Yeezy?
We used to glide man, you know what I'm talking about?

I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes

Na, na, na
Shake your money maker
Grab your skates and shake that booty

Alright stop
I got my skates on, lace tight
Don't need no Benz, no motorbike
I got eight wheels, shake the heels
I mean it's okay baby got the pimp a pimp
They like damn that's tight
Velvet Jesus, show me the light
Disco heaven closes up around eleven
You better shake your moneymaker cause you know what I be talking bout

Rollerskates
Oh you thought that we were done
Ha na uh, never
Come on now shake your money maker
I said now shake your money maker
Your money maker

Na, na, na
Shake your money maker

I'm talking about roller-skates
Look so fine every time
You've got a way
Talking about roller-skates
Dancing queen baby
Don't put on the brakes
Grab your skates and shake that booty

Shake your money maker