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frank & maury - money talks lyrics

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[frank]

flip the bird, the red light
phone s-x with my ex-wife
four bottles, one night
i’m on the subway home having fist fights
french fries, a little sriracha
four in the morning watching harry pott-a
counting money in my white boxers
you need a little hitch, you know that i gotcha

[maury]

i got a 40 in the back with your name on it
walking out the deli with a (steak sandwich)
check it in my belly, it’s a (great sandwich)
wife in the salon and she (spray-tanned)
sweet and low up in my powerade
mix it with patron [?]
i take a sip, i take the whole jar
and that —- got me —- up

[chorus]

money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back

[frank]

money talks and i talk back
new york yankees cap on my bald patch
nunchucks in my backpack
step too close, i’ll swing it at your nut sack
pr-ck you with a thumb tack
sticky with the bl!cky in the lunch bag
while the heavy pants sag into my b-tt crack

baby, you can’t touch that

[maury]

baby, you won’t touch this
but baby, you can touch this
ash tray for the d-ch-ss
and a plate full of dunkin (donuts)
i got cash in abundance
and a little stash in the dungeon
wife’s cooking up a luncheon
[?], don’t be stingy with the onion

[chorus]

money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back
money talks and i talk back

- frank maury lyrics

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