I got cash in **** you quantities
Know what?
That makes you uncomfortable?
**** you and the Range Rover you drove in on

**** your Saab convertable
And **** your twice weekly trips to the analyst
Stupid mutha ****

**** the Hamptons
The fly infested south of France
I'm paid *******,
I got more cash than God can count
so why don't you just... die?

Choke to death on your damn designer bagel from Balducci's
Low cholesterol, naturally

**** your big ol' Sunday New York Times
**** the Wall Street Journal
And News Week
And the lot
Including Nation, Village Voice, Guardian and the rest
Stupid set of priviliged mutha ****ers
Think its fashionable to have an alternative view

An alternative view

And ****, if you can
Your pencil thin, Evian drinking, calorie counting, caffiene limiting, sodium spearing, nutrasweet sweetening, read view mirror preening, carrot nibbling bunny

Go drown in a lake of Diet Coke, ****er

I got cash, what else matters?

I got cash

Slave

**** your fencing and screw your squash,
Piss on your Paulo and your Pavarotti,
**** all that **** you call music and pretend to enjoy

I got cash,
Mega cash,
I'm happy with that,
Oh go and sit on your ski rug,
Money talks you little pussy,

You let your politically correct pals know,
That i think you're a dick also,
You dirty *******

And your idea of multiculturalism
Japanese resturant on Monday,
Indian on tuesday,
And on Wednesday, Caribbean,
Not to spicy please

Well
I got stash on stash and it ain't novo cash.
Moneys in my family for generations,
My great great great grandfather made the bag,
Selling European slaves in Africa

I got cash mutha ****ah,
And you can't tell whether or not I'm joking, can you?
Dumb ****.