Now listen
Y'all got your hoverboards and your fuzzy shoes
What the hell is an Yeezy? Ha
We used to glide, man, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I got my skates on, laced tight
Don't need no Benz, no motorbike
I got eight wheels, shake the heels
I'm a snow king, baby, got the pimple peel
They like, "Damn, that's tight"
Velvet Jesus showed me the light
Uh, this for having closes up around eleven
Better shake your money maker
'Cause you know what I be talking 'bout
Talking 'bout roller skates
Ha, oh, you thought that we were done?
Ha, nuh-uh, never
Come on now, shake your money maker
I said now shake your money maker
Your money maker, na-na-na
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Talking 'bout roller skates
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Talking 'bout roller skates
Look so fine every time you glide away
Talking 'bout roller skates
Dancing queen, baby, don't put on a face
Grab these skates and shake that booty
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Shake your money maker
Grab these skates and shake that booty
