McMahon Money by Kort Lyrics
[Intro: Vince McMahon/Snippet from 'No Chance in Hell']
YOU'RE! FIRED!
No chance that's what you go...
[Hook: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
(ha)
(my nigga!)
Vinnie Mac I make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Take that back
I make some racks
Make some racks (my nigga!)
Make some racks
Make some racks
My checks are fat
Checks are fat
I made a few Millies but not one Billie
Spend my checks
Spend my checks (my nigga!)
Spend my checks
Spend my checks
[Verse 1: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
I pay the bills
I drop elicit pills
Pop 6 Xans with the Fentanyl lace
I could have a Billie but the money I waste (my nigga!)
Checks come in
Then they gone
Money management gone wrong
Sui-Downers going strong
No it's not
Check my song (my nigga!)
The money I throw
The more I blow
Invested it wrong and I watched it go
Just watch my show
I need that dough (my nigga!)
Take a star
Make him mine
Underuse him make the crowd whine
Like cash cash cash
Hit a game store and it's gone in a flash
Rob a bank and make the dash
In the future I should probably stash (my nigga!)
[Verse 2: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
Competition can't keep up
I'm not even trying
I give no fucks
Fuck you Hogan! (Who?)
Ratings down
What now? (my nigga!)
Give em' a network
A monthly amount ($9.99)
When I die
A second time
I'll be honest
My son gets nothing
That Doesn't Rhyme
Fuck you I'm rich! (nigga!)
[Hook: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
Vinnie Mac I make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Take that back
I make some racks
Make some racks (my nigga!)
Make some racks
Make some racks
My checks are fat
Checks are fat
I made a few Millies but not one Billie
Spend my checks
Spend my checks (my nigga!)
Spend my checks
Spend my checks
[Outro: Vince McMahon/Snippet from WWE]
My nigga!
Tell me he didn't just say that
YOU'RE! FIRED!
No chance that's what you go...
[Hook: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
(ha)
(my nigga!)
Vinnie Mac I make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Take that back
I make some racks
Make some racks (my nigga!)
Make some racks
Make some racks
My checks are fat
Checks are fat
I made a few Millies but not one Billie
Spend my checks
Spend my checks (my nigga!)
Spend my checks
Spend my checks
[Verse 1: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
I pay the bills
I drop elicit pills
Pop 6 Xans with the Fentanyl lace
I could have a Billie but the money I waste (my nigga!)
Checks come in
Then they gone
Money management gone wrong
Sui-Downers going strong
No it's not
Check my song (my nigga!)
The money I throw
The more I blow
Invested it wrong and I watched it go
Just watch my show
I need that dough (my nigga!)
Take a star
Make him mine
Underuse him make the crowd whine
Like cash cash cash
Hit a game store and it's gone in a flash
Rob a bank and make the dash
In the future I should probably stash (my nigga!)
[Verse 2: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
Competition can't keep up
I'm not even trying
I give no fucks
Fuck you Hogan! (Who?)
Ratings down
What now? (my nigga!)
Give em' a network
A monthly amount ($9.99)
When I die
A second time
I'll be honest
My son gets nothing
That Doesn't Rhyme
Fuck you I'm rich! (nigga!)
[Hook: Kort, RyabSuiDOWN and Vince McMahon]
Vinnie Mac I make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Make the stacks
Take that back
I make some racks
Make some racks (my nigga!)
Make some racks
Make some racks
My checks are fat
Checks are fat
I made a few Millies but not one Billie
Spend my checks
Spend my checks (my nigga!)
Spend my checks
Spend my checks
[Outro: Vince McMahon/Snippet from WWE]
My nigga!
Tell me he didn't just say that