The Lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
I'm gonna win the lottery, a dollar down you wait and see
Ping-Pong balls speak to me, exacto match numerically
I'll be flying when I enter the lotto redemption center
Get calls from new family members, it's a shame I never met ya
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Play now, play now)
(How you're gonna do it?)
Get 'em easy, no jerk, call the Psychic Network
Dial 800, she will say, "What's the way to San Jose?"
I am just a common fella, let me talk to the fortune-teller
Crystal ball, what you gotto? Pick me six for my lotto
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) what you gonna buy?
I'm gonna get a brand-new car, with stereo TV and bar
Fax and email, cellular, room to crank up my guitar
Do not say that you ain't able to fit in my billiard table
Then the sauna, then the cable, backseat is a polo stable
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh brother, oh brother)
(Tell me more)
A new house for my wife, we've been dreaming all our lives
Six blocks long, 40 acre spread, have to take a cab from the bath to the bed
My wife thinks of her family, a woman of generosity
That's okay I dig her mother, bribe the judge, parole her brother
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) procreation
Now I got the dough to feed 'em, I'm gonna get to work and breed 'em
Their dad is a high roller, Porshe engine in their stroller
I'm gonna find a charity, people who took care of me
Cancer and Alzheimer's, money well spent no social climber
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
(You?) That's right
(Us?) What?
(Get to work) one dollar down, buy me a dream
New car, new house (oh, brother)
Baby, that's for you
You'll probably party with those losers all the time
I'm gonna prank your freakin' ass
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
I'm gonna win the lottery, a dollar down you wait and see
Ping-Pong balls speak to me, exacto match numerically
I'll be flying when I enter the lotto redemption center
Get calls from new family members, it's a shame I never met ya
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Play now, play now)
(How you're gonna do it?)
Get 'em easy, no jerk, call the Psychic Network
Dial 800, she will say, "What's the way to San Jose?"
I am just a common fella, let me talk to the fortune-teller
Crystal ball, what you gotto? Pick me six for my lotto
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) what you gonna buy?
I'm gonna get a brand-new car, with stereo TV and bar
Fax and email, cellular, room to crank up my guitar
Do not say that you ain't able to fit in my billiard table
Then the sauna, then the cable, backseat is a polo stable
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh brother, oh brother)
(Tell me more)
A new house for my wife, we've been dreaming all our lives
Six blocks long, 40 acre spread, have to take a cab from the bath to the bed
My wife thinks of her family, a woman of generosity
That's okay I dig her mother, bribe the judge, parole her brother
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
(Oh, yeah) oh, yeah
(Oh, yeah) procreation
Now I got the dough to feed 'em, I'm gonna get to work and breed 'em
Their dad is a high roller, Porshe engine in their stroller
I'm gonna find a charity, people who took care of me
Cancer and Alzheimer's, money well spent no social climber
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win, I'm gonna win the lottery
(You?) That's right
(Us?) What?
(Get to work) one dollar down, buy me a dream
New car, new house (oh, brother)
Baby, that's for you
You'll probably party with those losers all the time
I'm gonna prank your freakin' ass
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Writer(s): Edward James Hamell
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