My money don't jiggle-jiggle, it foams I like to see it wiggle-wiggle, for sure Makes me wanna triple-triple, you know? Right now I feel it, you really have to see it Six feet deep in a compact, no slack But luckily the seats go back, I get a knack I'm relaxed and I'm fine, sippin' some Red wine My money don't jiggle-jiggle, I like to see it wiggle-wiggle Ship is push, a compact push Mountain hill gate, my feet escape Swing a crate of cabernet, but not today Because I gotta drive, I wanna stay alive Not consent to listen, do I have to get explicit? That's a matter of fact, I sip on the act I'm big at least, all my diamonds in the case Trying to be mine, so I can show My money don't jiggle-jiggle, I like to see it wiggle-wiggle Jiggle-jiggle, I like to see it wiggle-wiggle My money don't jiggle-jiggle, I like to see it wiggle-wiggle