billy woods - Versailles lyrics
[billy woods - Versailles lyrics]
Money went same as it came
Money spent, it was all pocket change
End of the day, day-traders make minimum wage
Pennies on the dollar once it's
All said and paid penny stocks
Stocking cap pulled over the face
Out of habit
The presidents facing the same way
Somebody made a killing, I just dug the grave
Capital gains, and gains
(And gains, and gains)
Skim the indictment for old, cold names
Little Sambo grinning on a can of pomade
Dueling banjos open the stock exchange
Paper chasing
It hard to stay on the samе page (It is)
"No hard feelings" the turn of phrase
Twain adaptеd for the stage
A lifetime in the game
Now the league folding
Contracts voided, Mohamed Atta
Fly in the ointment
It's hot on these streets Meursault
I might shoot a Arab
If it's hot on the beach the
Plug just jet to Paris
One in a million makes a killing off the curb
Nine ninety-nine thousand
Nine ninety-nine in the dirt
A sign above my head to
Count how many patrons served
Every time the number flips somebody
Get what they deserve
God is watching but I guess he got
A lot of cheeks to turn
Ain't no shoulder colder once the
Fire die from bridges burned
Keep your mind off what is mine or
You'll be smilin' on a shirt
It ain't ever over 'cause the
Fat lady forgot the word
Rain or sleet or famine and disease
I'm in the streets steppin' with a reason
Somebody deceased dangling from each necklace
Stuck inside the belly of the beast
She forty weeks pregnant
Might pull out the hammer
Hit your knees and check your reflexes
Feeling like a million bucks - all twenties
And all I got is time and
I heard that this shit's money
So you can count on me if
You ain't in a big hurry
If you got mouths to feed I'mma
Make sure they stay hungry
God bless the child that took yours
And got away with it
Won't testify if he caught and holla
"They did it"
Thought all this time that he bought
Was what he'd take with him
Fiends take the drugs and have dreams
With his face in 'em
If you want it on the arm I
Charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until
There's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone
Until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is
Stacked on top of their heads
If you want it on the arm I
Charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until
There's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone
Until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is
Stacked on top of their heads
Money spent, it was all pocket change
End of the day, day-traders make minimum wage
Pennies on the dollar once it's
All said and paid penny stocks
Stocking cap pulled over the face
Out of habit
The presidents facing the same way
Somebody made a killing, I just dug the grave
Capital gains, and gains
(And gains, and gains)
Skim the indictment for old, cold names
Little Sambo grinning on a can of pomade
Dueling banjos open the stock exchange
Paper chasing
It hard to stay on the samе page (It is)
"No hard feelings" the turn of phrase
Twain adaptеd for the stage
A lifetime in the game
Now the league folding
Contracts voided, Mohamed Atta
Fly in the ointment
It's hot on these streets Meursault
I might shoot a Arab
If it's hot on the beach the
Plug just jet to Paris
One in a million makes a killing off the curb
Nine ninety-nine thousand
Nine ninety-nine in the dirt
A sign above my head to
Count how many patrons served
Every time the number flips somebody
Get what they deserve
God is watching but I guess he got
A lot of cheeks to turn
Ain't no shoulder colder once the
Fire die from bridges burned
Keep your mind off what is mine or
You'll be smilin' on a shirt
It ain't ever over 'cause the
Fat lady forgot the word
Rain or sleet or famine and disease
I'm in the streets steppin' with a reason
Somebody deceased dangling from each necklace
Stuck inside the belly of the beast
She forty weeks pregnant
Might pull out the hammer
Hit your knees and check your reflexes
Feeling like a million bucks - all twenties
And all I got is time and
I heard that this shit's money
So you can count on me if
You ain't in a big hurry
If you got mouths to feed I'mma
Make sure they stay hungry
God bless the child that took yours
And got away with it
Won't testify if he caught and holla
"They did it"
Thought all this time that he bought
Was what he'd take with him
Fiends take the drugs and have dreams
With his face in 'em
If you want it on the arm I
Charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until
There's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone
Until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is
Stacked on top of their heads
If you want it on the arm I
Charge an arm and a leg
And every other body part until
There's none of 'em left
They say they'll miss you when you're gone
Until they find out they next
'Cause every dollar that you drop is
Stacked on top of their heads