Everyday I Think of Money歌词
My baby works down at the boulevard cafe
Just a fine young man with big dreams
Trying to make his own way
The owner is this mean ole bitch who degrades
him everyday
Then she fires him for no reason
Dont wanna give him his last pay
Ive commited murder and I think Ive got away
Im hiding at my mothers house come get me right away
right away
I have no intention of paying for my crime dont fear
Were gonna get the next plane outta here and fly away
fly away
When hes down it breaks my heart to see him
So I figured Id talk to her woman to woman
I walk in and shes countin her cash
Got so much cash her office looks like a green pasture
I said "give him the little bit of money you owe him"
She said "get back bitch I aint givin you sh8t"
I said "you ole bag, maybe you aint heard but them are fightin words"
Ive committed murder and I think I got away
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