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brooklyn funk essentials – i got cash lyrics

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i got cash in f-ck you quant-ties
know what?
that makes you uncomfortable?
f-ck you and the range rover you drove in on

f-ck your saab convertable
and f-ck your twice weekly trips to the -n-lyst
stupid m-th- f-ck

f-ck the hamptons
the fly infested south of france
i’m paid -sshole,
i got more cash than god can count
so why don’t you just… die?

choke to death on your d-mn designer bagel from balducci’s
low cholesterol, naturally

f-ck your big ol’ sunday new york times
f-ck the wall street journal
and news week
and the lot
including nation, village voice, guardian and the rest
stupid set of priviliged m-th- f-ckers
think its fashionable to have an alternative view

an alternative view

and f-ck, if you can
your pencil thin, evian drinking, calorie counting, caffiene limiting, sodium spearing, nutrasweet sweetening, read view mirror preening, carrot nibbling bunny

go drown in a lake of diet c-ke, f-cker

i got cash, what else matters?

i got cash

slave

f-ck your fencing and screw your squash,
p-ss on your paulo and your pavarotti,
f-ck all that sh-t you call music and pretend to enjoy

i got cash,
mega cash,
i’m happy with that,
oh go and sit on your ski rug,
money talks you little p-ssy,

you let your politically correct pals know,
that i think you’re a d-ck also,
you dirty -sshole

and your idea of multiculturalism
j-panese resturant on monday,
indian on tuesday,
and on wednesday, caribbean,
not to spicy please

well
i got stash on stash and it ain’t novo cash.
moneys in my family for generations,
my great great great grandfather made the bag,
selling european slaves in africa

i got cash m-th- f-ckah,
and you can’t tell whether or not i’m joking, can you?
dumb f-ck.

- brooklyn funk essentials lyrics

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