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Sitting on stacks of cash
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
When I'm stuck at this job I like to imagine
That money's no object my dreams I can grab them
Travel the world and meet lots of girls
Drink some good wine and have me a time
I'd to Ireland, Denmark, England, Alaska
I might even stay a few nights in Nebraska
Africa, Asia, Antarctica, Australia
If postcards still exist I promise I'll mail ya
I might even get a couple of cars
I'd own a Tesla so I could drive to the stars
Maybe I'd learn to ride me a Harley
So I could be the cool cat out jamming to Marley
I'd help out the parents they'd no longer be tense
I'd learn how to tango and eat lots of mango
On the beaches of Spain and do some cocaine
Señoritas around to erase all this pain when I'm
Sitting on stacks of cash
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
Front my partner some dough to open a spot
Give the homeless some clothes I went out and bought
Play guitar in the park in front of new friends
Exercise daily and practice my zen
I'd buy me a house way down in the south
Build a studio that would perk up a moody hoe
Record lots of jams and bake me some hams
I don't know to get there cause I don't have a plan but I'll be
Sitting on stacks of cash
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
When I'm stuck at this job I like to imagine
That money's no object my dreams I can grab them
Travel the world and meet lots of girls
Drink some good wine and have me a time
I'd to Ireland, Denmark, England, Alaska
I might even stay a few nights in Nebraska
Africa, Asia, Antarctica, Australia
If postcards still exist I promise I'll mail ya
I might even get a couple of cars
I'd own a Tesla so I could drive to the stars
Maybe I'd learn to ride me a Harley
So I could be the cool cat out jamming to Marley
I'd help out the parents they'd no longer be tense
I'd learn how to tango and eat lots of mango
On the beaches of Spain and do some cocaine
Señoritas around to erase all this pain when I'm
Sitting on stacks of cash
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
Front my partner some dough to open a spot
Give the homeless some clothes I went out and bought
Play guitar in the park in front of new friends
Exercise daily and practice my zen
I'd buy me a house way down in the south
Build a studio that would perk up a moody hoe
Record lots of jams and bake me some hams
I don't know to get there cause I don't have a plan but I'll be
Sitting on stacks of cash
Sitting on stacks of cash
Money coming up my
Money coming up my
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Writer(s): Matthew Wisdom
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