This is a song about "Money music"

It's new years, cheers, bump up the music

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

Living out of a homeless shit

Got the passion for the music

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I got my drink, i got my music

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

You make elevator music

Music is done without love but is done for the money

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Hard to make it in music/

Still listen to big

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music