作曲 : Gilliam | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now think about it, isn't it a coincidence | |
Everybody wants them dead presidents? | |
See those that don't have it love jackin' you head to toe | |
And people that's clockin' a grip, always eager to make more | |
'Cause money can help your heart, and money can help you out | |
But if you're makin' too much of it, then money can help you die | |
And ain't that scary like Jason | |
You can't win for losin' 'cause of the grip that you're makin' | |
Now this particular paper is like the power to the greedy | |
And a God to the hungry, keepin' life in the needy | |
And so we're brainwashed thinkin' of it | |
But don't get me wrong, 'cause I love it | |
I used to like George Washington's way back when | |
Now I'm sprung on Benjamin Franklins | |
And with these people I could go on | |
Like so on, and so on, and so on, trip | |
Who bought your clothes and who bought your food? | |
Who bought your hoe and who bought your dude? | |
Cut the bullshit, tell me who you tryin' to kid? | |
'Cause you didn't buy shit, your money did, get the picture? | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
There once lived a low-income woman with a child | |
Lookin' for single men with money she could date | |
Finally met a man that her daughter called Daddy | |
But homies comin' up short on the stakes | |
She let him be Daddy for awhile, 'cause the dicks good | |
Plus he's fine and all swole lookin' bounty | |
But that don't mean shit when you're broke and you're hungry | |
That's why daughter's Daddy's new name is Mr. County | |
Check, this out, they say it's the root of all evil | |
And I could truly say in this case | |
A friend of mine was makin' that big time lunch meat | |
But then he made a small time lunch meat mistake | |
'Cause soon homie lost all his love for the small life | |
Forgot all of which he had came from before | |
And started gettin' greedy so another man sent a little bullet | |
And the bullet read, my homie had to go 'cause he thought | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now do you remember, when your elders used to scream | |
And tell you money ain't everything | |
They said it couldn't buy that, and it couldn't buy this | |
But money bought me everything that I'm gone get | |
Why is it, that all the fine freaks seem to jock it? | |
And it keeps me smilin' when I got it in my pockets? | |
Got a Christmas treat for my kids and a tree seen | |
And yes to impress them hoochie females | |
And since it builds up my confidence | |
Hurry, hurry, for the dollars and cents | |
As far as it goes keep it comin', and | |
Oh, how I like it in a woman | |
I like to see freaks when their hair is nice | |
With a good wig, tight clothes, sportin' fourteen K's | |
Now how in the Hell do you get it? | |
Money, money, money, money, money, so get with it | |
Now it's a shame when you lame as a zero | |
'Cause blacks, whites, as well as Mexicans want Dinero | |
And why you tryin' to win the lottery? | |
'Cause money's everything it's gotta be, so now you know | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything |
zuo qu : Gilliam | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now think about it, isn' t it a coincidence | |
Everybody wants them dead presidents? | |
See those that don' t have it love jackin' you head to toe | |
And people that' s clockin' a grip, always eager to make more | |
' Cause money can help your heart, and money can help you out | |
But if you' re makin' too much of it, then money can help you die | |
And ain' t that scary like Jason | |
You can' t win for losin' ' cause of the grip that you' re makin' | |
Now this particular paper is like the power to the greedy | |
And a God to the hungry, keepin' life in the needy | |
And so we' re brainwashed thinkin' of it | |
But don' t get me wrong, ' cause I love it | |
I used to like George Washington' s way back when | |
Now I' m sprung on Benjamin Franklins | |
And with these people I could go on | |
Like so on, and so on, and so on, trip | |
Who bought your clothes and who bought your food? | |
Who bought your hoe and who bought your dude? | |
Cut the bullshit, tell me who you tryin' to kid? | |
' Cause you didn' t buy shit, your money did, get the picture? | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
There once lived a lowincome woman with a child | |
Lookin' for single men with money she could date | |
Finally met a man that her daughter called Daddy | |
But homies comin' up short on the stakes | |
She let him be Daddy for awhile, ' cause the dicks good | |
Plus he' s fine and all swole lookin' bounty | |
But that don' t mean shit when you' re broke and you' re hungry | |
That' s why daughter' s Daddy' s new name is Mr. County | |
Check, this out, they say it' s the root of all evil | |
And I could truly say in this case | |
A friend of mine was makin' that big time lunch meat | |
But then he made a small time lunch meat mistake | |
' Cause soon homie lost all his love for the small life | |
Forgot all of which he had came from before | |
And started gettin' greedy so another man sent a little bullet | |
And the bullet read, my homie had to go ' cause he thought | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now do you remember, when your elders used to scream | |
And tell you money ain' t everything | |
They said it couldn' t buy that, and it couldn' t buy this | |
But money bought me everything that I' m gone get | |
Why is it, that all the fine freaks seem to jock it? | |
And it keeps me smilin' when I got it in my pockets? | |
Got a Christmas treat for my kids and a tree seen | |
And yes to impress them hoochie females | |
And since it builds up my confidence | |
Hurry, hurry, for the dollars and cents | |
As far as it goes keep it comin', and | |
Oh, how I like it in a woman | |
I like to see freaks when their hair is nice | |
With a good wig, tight clothes, sportin' fourteen K' s | |
Now how in the Hell do you get it? | |
Money, money, money, money, money, so get with it | |
Now it' s a shame when you lame as a zero | |
' Cause blacks, whites, as well as Mexicans want Dinero | |
And why you tryin' to win the lottery? | |
' Cause money' s everything it' s gotta be, so now you know | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything |
zuò qǔ : Gilliam | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now think about it, isn' t it a coincidence | |
Everybody wants them dead presidents? | |
See those that don' t have it love jackin' you head to toe | |
And people that' s clockin' a grip, always eager to make more | |
' Cause money can help your heart, and money can help you out | |
But if you' re makin' too much of it, then money can help you die | |
And ain' t that scary like Jason | |
You can' t win for losin' ' cause of the grip that you' re makin' | |
Now this particular paper is like the power to the greedy | |
And a God to the hungry, keepin' life in the needy | |
And so we' re brainwashed thinkin' of it | |
But don' t get me wrong, ' cause I love it | |
I used to like George Washington' s way back when | |
Now I' m sprung on Benjamin Franklins | |
And with these people I could go on | |
Like so on, and so on, and so on, trip | |
Who bought your clothes and who bought your food? | |
Who bought your hoe and who bought your dude? | |
Cut the bullshit, tell me who you tryin' to kid? | |
' Cause you didn' t buy shit, your money did, get the picture? | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
There once lived a lowincome woman with a child | |
Lookin' for single men with money she could date | |
Finally met a man that her daughter called Daddy | |
But homies comin' up short on the stakes | |
She let him be Daddy for awhile, ' cause the dicks good | |
Plus he' s fine and all swole lookin' bounty | |
But that don' t mean shit when you' re broke and you' re hungry | |
That' s why daughter' s Daddy' s new name is Mr. County | |
Check, this out, they say it' s the root of all evil | |
And I could truly say in this case | |
A friend of mine was makin' that big time lunch meat | |
But then he made a small time lunch meat mistake | |
' Cause soon homie lost all his love for the small life | |
Forgot all of which he had came from before | |
And started gettin' greedy so another man sent a little bullet | |
And the bullet read, my homie had to go ' cause he thought | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything | |
Now do you remember, when your elders used to scream | |
And tell you money ain' t everything | |
They said it couldn' t buy that, and it couldn' t buy this | |
But money bought me everything that I' m gone get | |
Why is it, that all the fine freaks seem to jock it? | |
And it keeps me smilin' when I got it in my pockets? | |
Got a Christmas treat for my kids and a tree seen | |
And yes to impress them hoochie females | |
And since it builds up my confidence | |
Hurry, hurry, for the dollars and cents | |
As far as it goes keep it comin', and | |
Oh, how I like it in a woman | |
I like to see freaks when their hair is nice | |
With a good wig, tight clothes, sportin' fourteen K' s | |
Now how in the Hell do you get it? | |
Money, money, money, money, money, so get with it | |
Now it' s a shame when you lame as a zero | |
' Cause blacks, whites, as well as Mexicans want Dinero | |
And why you tryin' to win the lottery? | |
' Cause money' s everything it' s gotta be, so now you know | |
Money is everything, money is everything | |
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money | |
Money is everything |