Money

Take my money

Black jeans, white tees, black converse
You know she gets it right
Blue hair, blue eyes, I saw her
I couldn’t help but I was like

I wanna be be be in the game
I wanna know know your middle name
If we could go go it won’t be the same
Because right know
You’re killing the game

Everybody’s gonna go big tonight
In a couple hours we’ll be like

Take my money, take my keys
Drive this car through the drive thru please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place catch that feeling
Like ooooo
Ooooo
Take my money

Late night pass out in Tokyo
New York, LA, Chicago
She said her friends would like the show
Backstage, we’ll let them in

They wanna be be be in the game
They wanna know know what we gotta say
And in the front row, you’re going insane
And in the back row, you’re killing the game

Everybody’s gonna go big tonight
In a couple hours we’ll be like

Take my money, take my keys
Drive this car through the drive thru please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place catch that feeling
Like (guitar solo)

Take my money, take my keys
Drive this car through the drive thru please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place tripping all

Take my money, take my keys
Drive this car through the drive thru please
From the floor to the ceiling
Robbing and stealing
Everybody in the place catch that feeling
Like ooooo
Ooooo
Take my money
Take my money