Like Money - Project Pat

Yeaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!

Hypnotize Minds!

Three 6 Mafia!

It’s goin down (Goin down)

We da reason why them V.I.P's in the club!

Ya know I’m sayin?

Lookin good, feelin good, smellin good

The broads choosin

And these haters cruisin for a bruisin!

And they can get it, for real!

(Hook, DJ Paul)

I said I look

I look, I look

I look, I look

I look, I look (Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!)

I look, I look

I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look, I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

I said I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

(Verse 1, DJ Paul)

Once again it’s on Or should I say my eyes on Back on the stove

I’m somethin’like a Amero

The way I make it twerk

I got some good work

I’m into Culinary

See me on the Food Network

Smilin’in her ear

With a 'gar in my mouth

In the V.I.P.

Man we standin on the couch

And I got a whole lotta lock-jaw women

But it’s too bad half already in me Clownin, doin donuts in the Charger wit’a Hemi

Comin down ya block like

Vroom-vroom, do ya hea’me?

Headed to the club

You can catch me in the powder room

When I’m in the hood

I’m in that trap bangin that boom-boom, boy!

(Hook, DJ Paul)

I said I look

I look, I look

I look, I look

I look, I look (Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!)

I look, I look

I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look, I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

I said I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

(Verse 2, Juicy J)

Everyday I keep a buzz

From the kush and sticky rush

Man we just a bad influence

Maybe you should hang with us Passin pipes and rollin dice

Nigga flowin wit’no ice

Smoke so much, I got the munchies

Mayn, I need some shrimp fried-rice

Tryin’ta stay up on my toes

Laughin’from the clover rolls

People askin’stupid questions (Why ya playin’wit’cha nose?)

Foo, we keep a party packed

Full of drink and apple-jacks

Stuffed off in the plastic sack

So my nig, remember that

We be up all night

Maybe from the all white

Til’the morning sun-light

Keep my eyes all bright

Even though I’m rollin

And dollars un-foldin

I’m paranoid as hell

Cause the police patrolin

(Hook, DJ Paul)

I said I look

I look, I look (Yeaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!)

I look, I look

I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look, I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

I said I look, I feel, I smell like money

I look I feel, I smell like money

Just look at me dummy

Loo-look at me dummy

Pull ya shades down

Get a good look at me dummy

I said I I said I I said I