BUNKS - All About The Benjamins lyrics
[BUNKS - All About The Benjamins lyrics]
Convoluted distributions make it past
Our third eye
The third try, you lost your charm
You paid the cost, but what’s the price?
Was it worth your other life?
Might have been broke, you were living right
Dreams fed to you from a screen
She’s too fat and he’s too mean
Match your reds and match your greens
Try this mauve, it looks so clean
Buy your boss a guillotine you
Can live among this greed
Don’t you want it? Please succeed
80s Babies did the deeds CIA
Made them the fiends
From the powder to the rocks
From the sacks up in your socks
From the money to the safe
I feel your pain if you relate
Correlate experiences
Settle up the differences
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it
In for the dividends
Appraisers set the price
Never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
Instinct is what we think
Natural abilities to comprehend
Legislated through businessmen
Wall Street competing until
Highest price lands
Self-employment and free love will advance
Mass production of soul called life supports
Foreign imported destruction of empowerment
Relevance is key to success of intelligence
It’s all elementary, evidently
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it
In for the dividends
Appraisers set the price
Never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
It’s all about the benjamins
We all some type of businessmen
Call me Bill Gates
Cause I never stack my paper thin
I’m in to win at any cost
No wonder fellas call me boss
Built this thing from sticks and stones ain’t
No way I’ma take a loss
Sticks and stones may break my bones
They’ll never slow me down
I’m keep my business growing as
Long as I’m around
Feel the BUNKS In Ya Trunk and
You know it’s going down
This empire that we’re building is
The talk of the town
Towns they talk, hens they squawk
If you bad for my business
Then you best just take a walk
Make it real long off a short short pier
Only your momma won’t know
That you ain’t here
But, if you’re going to stay
I can make you disappear
This place is up in Grundy
People ain’t seen in years
So when you’re making moves
Better get it on the go
I’ll sell you at a high and
Take you for a low
Our third eye
The third try, you lost your charm
You paid the cost, but what’s the price?
Was it worth your other life?
Might have been broke, you were living right
Dreams fed to you from a screen
She’s too fat and he’s too mean
Match your reds and match your greens
Try this mauve, it looks so clean
Buy your boss a guillotine you
Can live among this greed
Don’t you want it? Please succeed
80s Babies did the deeds CIA
Made them the fiends
From the powder to the rocks
From the sacks up in your socks
From the money to the safe
I feel your pain if you relate
Correlate experiences
Settle up the differences
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it
In for the dividends
Appraisers set the price
Never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
Instinct is what we think
Natural abilities to comprehend
Legislated through businessmen
Wall Street competing until
Highest price lands
Self-employment and free love will advance
Mass production of soul called life supports
Foreign imported destruction of empowerment
Relevance is key to success of intelligence
It’s all elementary, evidently
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
It’s all about the benjamins
No matter what the business is
Evaluate your worth and cash it
In for the dividends
Appraisers set the price
Never notice any differences
They’ll sell you for the low
It’s all about the benjamins
We all some type of businessmen
Call me Bill Gates
Cause I never stack my paper thin
I’m in to win at any cost
No wonder fellas call me boss
Built this thing from sticks and stones ain’t
No way I’ma take a loss
Sticks and stones may break my bones
They’ll never slow me down
I’m keep my business growing as
Long as I’m around
Feel the BUNKS In Ya Trunk and
You know it’s going down
This empire that we’re building is
The talk of the town
Towns they talk, hens they squawk
If you bad for my business
Then you best just take a walk
Make it real long off a short short pier
Only your momma won’t know
That you ain’t here
But, if you’re going to stay
I can make you disappear
This place is up in Grundy
People ain’t seen in years
So when you’re making moves
Better get it on the go
I’ll sell you at a high and
Take you for a low