The Money Goes Lyrics

The Money Goes
THE MONEY GOES
The Money Goes
THE MONEY GOES
Up her nose, Up her nose, Up Her nose, up her nose
Just a taste
JUST A TASTE
Just a taste
JUST A TASTE
What a waste, what a waste, what a waste. what a waste
You think you're special
You think you can handle
You think you're special you can handle
What no one else can handle
Well my friend it gets everybody in the end
Teeth all black
TEETH ALL BLACK
Teeth all black
TEETH ALL BLACK
Might be crack, might be crack, might be crack
Looks like death
LOOKS LIKE DEATH