le baron - asthma vapineze lyrics
(chorus)
the money, oh i want the money
stacks in my hand, going through airport security
with ten k on me
can you roll with me?
from the dead sea to the beverly
like a palm tree relief in 3d
minimal and j-panese
asthma vapineze
do you know what that feels like?
one hundred thousand tax free
and that’s why i keep it quiet
quiet like a parachute moves
quiet like the curves of her body move
quiet like the major money dudes
ugh
the surface is perfect – gold bricks
on the ship in the swiss mist
mediteranean christmas
the ocean water glistening
in the water like a christening
making wishes on the jellyfish
the diary of a hedonist
got the green like a botanist
andreesen horowitz sh-t
buying from my man larry gagosian
put the richter on the jet
and get it flown in from berlin
(chorus)
the money, oh i want the money
stacks in my hand, going through airport security
with ten k on me
can you roll with me?
from the dead sea to the beverly
like a palm tree relief in 3d
minimal and j-panese
asthma vapineze
but i still got that tennessee in my valise
hundred million dollar dreams
i been to extremes
from the maldives to the west indies
the thrill will never last
but i ask you to p-ss the last gasp
while i pull the wool on your eye
chris wool on the upper east side
far from the lower east side
means the gentrification
is a form of artistic segregation
and its all just a spectacle, gey debord
shopping for b-tches , on the boulevard
sh-t they cutting up her black card
i ask her for her sign and she say gemini
and i say that’s just fine, but in my mind
i wish she had laughed off astrology
what other crazy sh-t does this b-tch believe?
(chorus)
the money, oh i want the money
stacks in my hand, going through airport security
with ten k on me
can you roll with me?
from the dead sea to the beverly
like a palm tree relief in 3d
minimal and j-panese
asthma vapineze
a parting shot, a parting glance
an antique clock, broken at the last dance
a flora metaphor, compare me to a plant
lacy underwear, shes scantily clad
in chantily and plaid, languid on her deathbed
draped in
ornate roses and sensual poses
i pour her last aperitif
to bolster her
testamentary capacity
and then wait for the estate to vest
and ill cut the first check in the nest in zurich reclining on the pool deck
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