Midnight Snack
Solomun Lyrics


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Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out

Strip clubs and dollar bills
I still got my money
Patron shots, can I get a refill
I still got my money
Strippers going up and down that pole
And I still got my money
Four o clock and we aint going home
Cause I still got my money
Money make the world go around
I still got my money
Bandz make your girl go down
And I still got my money
Lot mo' where dat came from
I still got my money
The minute you wise, you know you want some
I still got my money

Ohhhh

All I see is signs
All I see is dollar signs
Ohhhhh
Money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall off from the sky
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out
That's how we ball out
That's how we ball out
That's how we ball out

Valet cost a hundred bills
I still got my money
Gold all up in my grill
I still got my money
Who cares how you haters feel
And I still got my money
Call J up and close a deal
I still got my money
My fragance on and they love my smell
I still got my money
So who cares about what I spend
I still got my money
My pocket's deep, and they never end
I still got my money
I'm going dumb with all my friends
I still got my money

Ohhh all I see is signs
All I see is dollar signs
Ohhhhh money on my mind
Money, money on my mind
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it fall off from the sky
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out
Throw it, throw it up
Watch it all fall out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That's how we ball out
That's how we ball out




That's how we ball out
That's how we ball out

Overall Meaning

At first glance, the lyrics of Solomun's "Midnight Snack" seem to describe a lavish, hedonistic lifestyle centered around money and material possessions. The repeated refrain of "throw it up" and "pour it up" suggests a party atmosphere, while mentions of strip clubs, dollar bills, and patron shots reinforce this hedonistic image.


However, a closer examination of the lyrics reveals a more nuanced message. The line "Money make the world go around" suggests a deep understanding of the power dynamics at play in our society. The phrase "All I see is signs / All I see is dollar signs" could be interpreted as a critique of capitalism and the way that money dominates our culture.


Furthermore, there are hints of defiance and self-assuredness throughout the song. The repeated refrain of "I still got my money" could be seen as a statement of independence and resilience in the face of societal pressures to conform. Similarly, the line "Who cares how you haters feel / And I still got my money" suggests a refusal to be affected by the opinions of others.


Line by Line Meaning

Throw it, throw it up
Let's throw some money in the air


Watch it all fall out
Let's enjoy the feeling of the money raining down


Pour It Up, Pour It Up
Let's keep spending money recklessly


That's how we ball out
This is how we celebrate wealth


Strip clubs and dollar bills
We're out in the club, spending money on strippers


I still got my money
But I still have plenty of money left


Patron shots, can I get a refill
We're drinking expensive liquor and enjoying it


Strippers going up and down that pole
The strippers are putting on a show for us


Four o clock and we aint going home
We're partying all night, no matter the time


Money make the world go around
Money is what drives the world


Bandz make your girl go down
Money can make women do anything


Lot mo' where dat came from
I have plenty more money


The minute you wise, you know you want some
Everyone wants to have money


All I see is signs
Everywhere I look, I see money


All I see is dollar signs
Everywhere I look, I see dollar signs


Money on my mind
I'm always thinking about money


Throw it, throw it up
Let's throw some more money in the air


Watch it fall off from the sky
Let's enjoy the sight of money raining down


Valet cost a hundred bills
We're paying a lot of money just for valet parking


Gold all up in my grill
I have expensive gold dental work


Who cares how you haters feel
I don't care about anyone who envies me


Call J up and close a deal
I'm making business deals while partying


My fragrance on and they love my smell
I'm wearing expensive cologne and getting compliments on it


So who cares about what I spend
I don't care what anyone thinks of my spending habits


My pocket's deep, and they never end
I have an endless supply of money


I'm going dumb with all my friends
I'm partying hard and having fun with my friends


That's how we ball out
This is how we celebrate our wealth




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