Boy what you lookin’ over here for As if there’s something over here that might interest you We talkin’ interest or a predatory issue? Cuz there’s a line for your million dollar intro So baby they can poor another glass of love for me Yeah I ain’t ever gonna turn down booze that’s free Yeah but I ain’t really gnawin’ at your intro I wonder when that piece of info gonna hit you Every little thing You’re a modern midas Everything you touch go up Any little thing You can’t fight it You and your kind go Up up up up up up Dollars and dollars and dollars all day How many dollars today Broken economy yet You got a college degree Pride of the family tree You’re the anomaly g You need a girl on your d Treat that thing but Boy what you lookin’ over here for You got girls who be grabbin’ for that tissue I’m talkin’ bout that paper not because they miss you I make an ass out of you and me and assume So baby you can poor another glass of love for me Yeah I ain’t ever gonna turn down booze that’s free Inviting all the half brain to your gun show I think that shallow thing is funny cuz it is true Every little thing You’re a modern midas Everything you touch go up Any little thing You can’t fight it You and your kind go Up up up up up up I only came to the party Cuz I’m dragged along as us’ Makin’ the music Posse wouldn’t take as an excuse My place is in the corner The rich man’s in the booth I ain’t goin’ over there and takin’ his abuse What's he gonna say? How’s it gonna play? How can we compete? Lost in his words You could take them down, shit ‘em out And throw ‘em back his way Think they know they could do that Think they know they could do that Think they know they could do that Think they know they could do that Talkin’ talkin’ talkin’ shit Talkin’ about that multi-shit Why they money rentin’ tables then With no one on their dicks? I drive a fuckin mazda and on Thursday’s I-go-both-way chicks Now I ain’t callin’ names I’m just throwing stones and sticks Every little thing You’re a modern midas Everything you touch go up Any little thing You can’t fight it You and your kind go Up up up up up up