FKN Cheap
Alright so
I don't like to spend a lot of money
I'm fucking cheap and I like it
Thats who I am
You know I just
This is my song about that
Fucking cheap ladies and gentlemen
So if you're cheap
And you're proud
Fuck yeah join me here
Yo nothing here's for free
Don't stare cause there's a fee
If you'd rather take a photo I guess it'd be more lasting
You wanna be in it man you're paying
Yeah whatever you're wanting
But time is money so be quick to invest in the young kid prodigy
But wait
No more time to waste
I'm quick when I step into a speedy pace
Yeah I'm getting shit done
So quickly
So swiftly
Whatchu want man
Nothing
Get the fuck up outta my face
I said whatchu want man
Just nothing
Get the fuck up outta my face
Yeah I'm getting shit done
On the daily
Fuck yeah I've never been lazy
Laid back in a lame tee
That I bought from the op shop
Way back out at west tweed
Yeah I know I'm cheap
But I'd rather be a cheap than a sheep
So I'm here to repeat that I'll beat
With a beat anything elite
So take a number take a seat
Patience then you'll see
But wait
Catch up
Let's relate
Whack job
Whatchu wanna say
How much
Yo I couldn't give a fuck about money but it's funny
How I'd take 10 cents and a single durry
No worries no sorrys
Then I'm back up in the booth
Like a fiend in a hurry
Cause I'm seeming to flourish without money in my pockets
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
Yeah
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
Wait
A little more information please
I'm always caught in the middle like Malcolm
How come I'm always in and out of drowning
Yeah
So I dive into the wishing well so wish me well
I searched till I found 'em allowed 'em to be like an accountant
Cause they're in control of my income
But I only ever dig up a nickel
Uhh
So I'm still broke
Racked up yeah that's a joke
Low pro till the bars flow
Coupon at the bottle o
Don't know where the dollars go
Ho's go oh no
On show with cheap clothes
Heading out like a golf pro
Make the girls go loco when they see me in a vest
That's the best
Striped up in a salmon coat
But hold on we're not changing for anybody
I see the wrong type of people saying
I need to dress more properly
But hold on we don't need advice
Although it is nice
From the sheep in the herd leading all the same lives
Yeah
Uhh
Take me back to the old days
Where no-one ever gave a fuck
Way back in the third grade
Where our shirts were home made
And the flat caps were fake
The blue in the denim shorts would fade
But hold up this is all I gotta say
One dollar is the maximum fee
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not
Yeah
I'm not begging for that
Yeah
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
I don't like to spend a lot of money
I'm fucking cheap and I like it
Thats who I am
You know I just
This is my song about that
Fucking cheap ladies and gentlemen
So if you're cheap
And you're proud
Fuck yeah join me here
Yo nothing here's for free
Don't stare cause there's a fee
If you'd rather take a photo I guess it'd be more lasting
You wanna be in it man you're paying
Yeah whatever you're wanting
But time is money so be quick to invest in the young kid prodigy
But wait
No more time to waste
I'm quick when I step into a speedy pace
Yeah I'm getting shit done
So quickly
So swiftly
Whatchu want man
Nothing
Get the fuck up outta my face
I said whatchu want man
Just nothing
Get the fuck up outta my face
Yeah I'm getting shit done
On the daily
Fuck yeah I've never been lazy
Laid back in a lame tee
That I bought from the op shop
Way back out at west tweed
Yeah I know I'm cheap
But I'd rather be a cheap than a sheep
So I'm here to repeat that I'll beat
With a beat anything elite
So take a number take a seat
Patience then you'll see
But wait
Catch up
Let's relate
Whack job
Whatchu wanna say
How much
Yo I couldn't give a fuck about money but it's funny
How I'd take 10 cents and a single durry
No worries no sorrys
Then I'm back up in the booth
Like a fiend in a hurry
Cause I'm seeming to flourish without money in my pockets
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
Yeah
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
Wait
A little more information please
I'm always caught in the middle like Malcolm
How come I'm always in and out of drowning
Yeah
So I dive into the wishing well so wish me well
I searched till I found 'em allowed 'em to be like an accountant
Cause they're in control of my income
But I only ever dig up a nickel
Uhh
So I'm still broke
Racked up yeah that's a joke
Low pro till the bars flow
Coupon at the bottle o
Don't know where the dollars go
Ho's go oh no
On show with cheap clothes
Heading out like a golf pro
Make the girls go loco when they see me in a vest
That's the best
Striped up in a salmon coat
But hold on we're not changing for anybody
I see the wrong type of people saying
I need to dress more properly
But hold on we don't need advice
Although it is nice
From the sheep in the herd leading all the same lives
Yeah
Uhh
Take me back to the old days
Where no-one ever gave a fuck
Way back in the third grade
Where our shirts were home made
And the flat caps were fake
The blue in the denim shorts would fade
But hold up this is all I gotta say
One dollar is the maximum fee
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not
Yeah
I'm not begging for that
Yeah
One dollar is the maximum fee
Yeah
Fucking cheap yeah I need that for me
Yeah
They told me money doesn't grow on trees
But I'm not begging for that paper you won't catch me on my knees
Credits
Writer(s): Lachlan Brown
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