Dirty Money
Dirty money
It's a-filthy, honey!
Like I told you, what now
Dirty money
It's a-filthy, honey!
Got your present under the sheets
Turn it over, all that dirty money!
You gotta five
You gotta ten
You gotta a twenty
Let me tell you but
The dirty money
I tell you, oh baby!
You know that I love you
And I can't throw a fight without you!
You know what I mean?
But you do put my love on the line
And when the police come up
On the California
I don't need ya!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
Like I told you, what now
Dirty money
It's my money or me, honey!
I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell ya!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
You know I do, baby!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you, baby!
Again
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
Aw, baby!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
Tell me what you got!
I gotta tell you, honey child, my babe
Dirty money
What am I gonna do?
Baby, listen to
You got five
You got ten
You got twenty
What's the matter?
You got what you need now, I said, oh no!
You got nothing, baby!
You got nothing, baby!
Baby, you got nothing, baby!
Aw, baby!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
You got that gold, that's right!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
Get me, baby!
I told you this to say I love you!
I won't tell you, I won't tell you about it!
You gonna give me
You gonna give me
I wonder what I'm gonna do
I just gotta get my money baby
I know where it is
But tell me, tell me!
You gotta
You gotta piss on the floor
You gotta piss on the floor
'Cause that's all dirty money, baby!
You got five, ten, twenty
I ain't a broker for that dirty money
I love you!
I need you!
And I care for you, baby!
I tell you, baby!
Dirty money
You know what I mean
Dirty money
I don't know what else to say there
I tried, and I tried, and I tried
But she ain't listenin'
I worked myself into a frenzy for ya, baby!
Tried to tell you
And you don't work with me and my dirty money, baby!
I tried to tell you and I wrote a whole song about it, baby!
I'll go get a drink
Actually, I'll drink some more of this peach brandy right here!
It's a-filthy, honey!
Like I told you, what now
Dirty money
It's a-filthy, honey!
Got your present under the sheets
Turn it over, all that dirty money!
You gotta five
You gotta ten
You gotta a twenty
Let me tell you but
The dirty money
I tell you, oh baby!
You know that I love you
And I can't throw a fight without you!
You know what I mean?
But you do put my love on the line
And when the police come up
On the California
I don't need ya!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
Like I told you, what now
Dirty money
It's my money or me, honey!
I gotta tell ya, I gotta tell ya!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
You know I do, baby!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you, baby!
Again
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
Aw, baby!
I love ya, I need ya!
I care for you!
Tell me what you got!
I gotta tell you, honey child, my babe
Dirty money
What am I gonna do?
Baby, listen to
You got five
You got ten
You got twenty
What's the matter?
You got what you need now, I said, oh no!
You got nothing, baby!
You got nothing, baby!
Baby, you got nothing, baby!
Aw, baby!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
You got that gold, that's right!
Dirty money
You got the moolah, honey!
Get me, baby!
I told you this to say I love you!
I won't tell you, I won't tell you about it!
You gonna give me
You gonna give me
I wonder what I'm gonna do
I just gotta get my money baby
I know where it is
But tell me, tell me!
You gotta
You gotta piss on the floor
You gotta piss on the floor
'Cause that's all dirty money, baby!
You got five, ten, twenty
I ain't a broker for that dirty money
I love you!
I need you!
And I care for you, baby!
I tell you, baby!
Dirty money
You know what I mean
Dirty money
I don't know what else to say there
I tried, and I tried, and I tried
But she ain't listenin'
I worked myself into a frenzy for ya, baby!
Tried to tell you
And you don't work with me and my dirty money, baby!
I tried to tell you and I wrote a whole song about it, baby!
I'll go get a drink
Actually, I'll drink some more of this peach brandy right here!
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron Freeman, Michael Melchiondo
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