Ka-Ching!

Money, Money, Money,
Baby.
Money, Money, Money. (4×)

One of the first things we learn as
we grow up...
how to get that dough.
But they won't teach you that
money's corrupt...
Just another Wall Street Ho.

Another pimp pushing pleasure for cash.
Money to burn. Turns to ash.
I'm always hiring, I need a driver that's fast.
Go tell the taxman to kiss your ass.

I can help but the question is...
What are you willing to do?
You have to get rid of that moral
compass... who are you willing to screw?

This fast paced rat race is dog eat dog.
Ya pay a lot of bills livin' high on the hog.
Just sign your name right here my friend,
what have you got to lose?
It's alright, you have the right to choose.
I've got ways to pursuade, in case you refuse.

Let me introduce you to Roco and Bruce.

Money for your face baby.
Money for your time.
I'll meet you at my place baby,
Let's go do a line.
Money is my fetish, I like
to watch my money grow.
Money gets her wet, I'll bet.
We represent that cash flow.

Money, Money, Money baby.
Money on my mind.
They say money can't save me,
But I can have a damn good time.

I got my thoughts on the dollar, and my
fruit on the vine.

One of the worst things we earn when
we grow up...
a corporate receipt for our labor.
Leaching off of each and everyone of
us... A system that serves the slaver.

Another simp. Another pulled trigga.
A settlement from court is the value of a nigga.
They keep money a race thing, hmmm,
go figua.
I don't give a fukk 'cause I'm tryin' to
make my pockets bigga.

I can help, my suggestion is,
You gotta rep yourself like a G.
You gotta get rid of the biters and
haters... That's why they don't fukk with me.

This post haste chase is cog on cog.
I'm gonna fukkin' punch the next brother
they flog.

Behind the fame its clear my friend...
A lifestyle of pain, bad pills and tattoos.
They say they keepin' it real, in the end
they die young and alone from all the abuse.

Arms bruised, empty bottles of booze.

Money for your body, do me.
Money for your blood.
When your done with the Illuminati,
I'll pay you for some bud.

Money for your face baby.
Money for your time.
There's a party at my place, I'm
Living so devine.
Money is my fetish, I like
to watch my money grow.
Money gets her wet, I'll bet.
We represent that cash flow.

Money, Money, Money baby.
Money on my mind.
They say money can't save me,
But we can have a real good time.

I got my thoughts on the dollar, and my
fruit on the vine.

Written by: Michael W. Taylor
February 4th. 2023 ©
© Michael W. Taylor