the problemaddicts, problemaddicts - money lyrics
it goes jackson’s, jefferson’s, lincoln’s, benjamen’s
the ink on the envelope’s as dirty as its ever been
dollar bills, ?, cash, cream, scrilla, ends
so if you’re going green then we know what you mean
(money!)
washing your washington’s, handling your hamilton’s
i’ve done dirt with the best of them
to bring your finances in
it’s the pyramid scheme
called the american dream
we want the fort knox riches cause money talks, b-tches
ch-ch-ch-change! yeah, it’s under the cushions
i’ve got no stomach for the bullsh-t all the pundits are pushing
so i rustle up a couple of bucks and run for the pub
can of high life and a hunger for love
and no, money can’t buy that stuff, it’s true enough
but i take a couple of loose sl-ts with huge jugs
they’re a dime a dozen and uh, can you spare a dime?
cause i’m broker than the man who gave you hammertime
verse 2: tone, ?
and i handle mine. i’m not here to critique sh-tty jam bands
and take drugs to expand my mind
i’m just grinding cds, if you ain’t planning to buy
keep you mouth shut like a f-cking pantomime
cause i don’t care about your grateful dead family ties
but your biological sister’s a fan of mine
and she cool with the fact that i can’t provide
what’s a dozen roses girl? here’s a dandelion
like d-mn you’re fine
verse 3
girl you’re looking like a million
charge it to my uncle sam he owes like 9 trillion
dip dip dye what’s the dollar symbolise?
nothing much, we’re f-cked, so let me wallow in your thighs
(money!)
my bad, didn’t mean to break your gl-ss slipper
i stamped her -ss with the sticker and posted it on fl!ckr
get the picture? i’m free download for no cash
and roger waters can sue us for dough we don’t have!
(money!)
like ? cheddar ? bones, greenbacks, loot
best believe it’s all evil, man, money’s the root
c notes, funds, dough, currency, cake
measuring your manhood by how much you can make
it’s a man-made menace and it never came free
but i never made money, so it never made me
it’s the pyramid scheme
called the american dream
we want the fort knox riches cause money talks, b-tches
every friday grab my cheque and then i’m cashing it quick
hit the bank and the teller behind the counter’s laughing and sh-t
i ain’t gotta pretend, cause she knows i barely make ends
seems like cheddar, jewels and a nice car’s the american trend
(i take the bus) rock no ice and got no dough but my flow’s nice
so if you want some ridiculous spitting better hold tight
i’ll kick a half hour set of freestyle verses the whole night
it all depends on whether the dough’s right
yo, i gather all my change up to a big shiny pile
calculate gas money to the tenth of a mile
so fly, pay my tab with a wink and a smile
who you know broke as this with immaculate style?
? in the can what i usually sip
outfit freshly dipped out the hooptie whip
double-parked at the club, in for free with the squad
then i’m taking six of whatever’s free at the bar
(money!)
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