When I was a boy I never played with toys Never had a friend Never laughed or cried much And when I was a boy My father was a man With a strict and sturdy hand No soft touch
Make that money, make that money Make that money run like honey On your tongue Gotta make that money Make that money, listen sonny Learn to sting before your stung
Now that I’m a man Every penny has been planned I’m financially grand And perfectly greedy Sentimental fools I make all your rules I’ve got your cash, got your jewels They’re all mortgaged to me
Make that money, make that money Make that money run like honey On your tongue Gotta make that money Make that money, listen sonny Learn to sting before your stung
And I know ’Cause he told me so Told me so I believe him I still believe... Give me that money
Controlling all your cash I could make you live in trash I eat pheasant, you eat hash No philanthropy But when it’s time for me to croak Bury me with all my dough And where there should’ve been an oak My private money tree will grow
Make that money Said make that money Make that money run like honey On your tongue
Told me so Told me so He told me soTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
