Lyrics

See the money wanna stay, for your meal Get another piece of pie, for your wife Everybody wanna know, how it feel Everybody wanna see, what it's like Baby wanna be a queen, well alright We all deserve the finer things, in this life So working on a little job, in the night It's forty dollars an hour when I, see the light The boss say you got a little time, and oh my He'll be working in a small box, 'til he die Me, I gotta be free, all my life I want a little cream cheese, in my pie Alright Yeah, I'll step back, while you go dance The greenback boogie Mother fucking boogie Now I'm putting on a big wig, walking hard Hanging with them big pigs, all them dogs Got me a couple ideas, straight from God I want a bean pie Order me a bean pie I'll even eat a bean pie, I don't mind Me and Missy is so very busy busy making money Alright All step back, I'm 'bout to dance The greenback boogie The greenback boogie Boogie for me now Hey Say, it's far better, when you give it away It's called the greenback boogie What people don't say, I say It's better, when you give it away It's called the greenback boogie Don't give it away now, I say It's better, when you give it away It's called the greenback boogie Don't give it away now, I say See the money wanna stay, for your meal I'll say it's gonna put some love, in your life Don't you really wanna know, how it feel? Everybody wanna see, what it's like Babe you wanna be inside, it ain't lies We all know there's better things in this life Yes I'll step out, on your expense Doin' the greenback boogie Motherfucking boogie Boogie oogie oogie Greenback boogie Come on back to paradise Come on back to paradise Come on back to paradise Come on back to Come on back to Come on back to paradise Come on back to paradise Come on back to paradise Come on back to Come on back to Come on back to paradise
Writer(s): Alex Ebert, Tim Anderson, Filip Velemir Nikolic Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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