Oh my God
Cathy, look at that car
It is so big
It looks like one of these rich guys cars
Who understands those rich guys
If the have all that money they should give me some
I mean that car
It's just so big
I can't believe it's so shiny
It's just amazing
I mean, it's great
It must have cost so much

I like big bucks and I cannot lie
My love for money is quite high
And when a guy walks by who can't buy a hill of beans
Wearing twenty dollar jeans
I feel great
About my rich state
Cause I know that that guy is poor
Like all that don't make millions
You know that I make gazillions
Although you are a complete wreck, sir
Please buy my record
My homeboys say I'm greedy
Since I always take cash
From the needy
Ooh you all have a choice
To buy decent food or my rolls-royce
Well, Aid me, aid me, or are all of you too fraidy

You ask all the time
If I can spare a dime
I could, but my greed doesn't think that I should

I'm tired of socialists
Saying no one should be rich
Money I could not stand to lack
I gotta have greenbacks

Fellas, fellas
You ain't got much property
Well envy, envy, envy, envy, envy my big house
I like greenbacks

I like ¡™em green and flat
With buildings shown on the back
Yeah buildings made for men
Who in the past had been ruling
They get me drooling

I look at my wallet
And -- count how much -- --
I ain't talking about hundreds
Cause that kind of sum is just for kids
I want some big bags of money
So I fill them with pennies
Makesalot's got plenty
A whole lot more of them than twenty
So I'm looking at bums on the street
Watching those hobos begging to eat
You can help those deadbeats
Them with my coin bags I will beat
A word to the starving artists
Your life is the hardest
Since you're not as smart as
Me so everything you try to do is wrong
I guess that you can't draw
You're so poor I guffaw
A lot of bums won't like this song
Cause them bums often envy my Benzie
And I've been rubbin' it in
They all know I got dough
It's not a fact I'm ashamed to show

So fellas, fellas
Now you gotta go to your bank tellers
Then take your cash
It's not lots
Nowhere near how much I've got
I like greenbacks

Yeah baby
When it comes to money
Most dudes don't make much at all with their lame profession
60 grand every year ain't too bad
Only if you're 12 years old

So you're driving your Ferrari
To your job that's in a quarry
But its only yours cause you inherited that Ferrari
Your Ferrari should not be owned by someone who's so po'
Cause one day your work you'll finish, and you won't have a car
Some other poor guy just may nick it
To stop that I know the ticket
You should drive to work on a bike
Since I gave good advice on the mic
Now you should help me out
That's what I'm talkin' bout
Though your wallet's small there's still stuff there
And I'm thinking you should share
But all of my mail goes straight to the trash
So don't mail me cash
Send me a check and there might be questions
That's something I do not mess with
Just wait a sec while I plan
How to be a richer man
So now I have a real good idea
How you can give some funds to me
So one day when you're home alone
So nobody will hang up the phone
Dial 1-900-MRGREED and keep it off the hook
I like greenbacks