We Hate Money

We hate money

Broke people stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up

We hate money

And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on stage

We hate money

Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give some to me

We hate money

And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

If I ever had money, I would do some crazy shit

I'd probably hire Lady Gaga to babysit

So give me money, and I'll be like "Fuck it"

I'll drop a hundred grand to make a vegan man eat turducken

You know I wouldn't hold off, I would spend my figures

Get a nose job, make it even bigger

Set my Nissan on fire on the lawn

Then I buy my own plane, step on and yell "Bomb!"

And as my ego and my pockets swell

I'd fly to the next town to go to Taco Bell

Then I'd pay all the haters to become believers

I'd pay Kanye West to punch Justin Bieber

And then I'd buy a bunch of heroin and get really arrogant

And pay all the foreigners to become Americans

The possibilities are endless

I would even go to the dentist, but

We hate money

Broke people stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up

We hate money

And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on stage

We hate money

Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give some to me

We hate money

And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

We got trash on the porch, we never owned a Porsche

We only wear our neckties to weddings and to court

Our pay gets docked like it's coming into port

So we keep cigars split up like they're getting a divorce

Employees all annoyed, checks all void

Eminem's the only one still employed in Detroit

Bobzins and jobs from Nevada to Dakotas

And we're not Japanese but we're broke as Toyotas

Broseph, I know you know this fired and demoted

They're drinking tapwater 'cuz they can't afford sodas

Struggling, covering shifts just to buy Christmas gifts

Before Tiger had mistresses

We're at Wal-Mart, we hate Wall Street

As far as being in debt, we're balls deep

Collectors call me, fucking all week

But I send that shit straight to voicemail

We hate money

Broke people stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up

We hate money

And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on stage

We hate money

Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give some to me

We hate money

And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

They told us "Go to college, expand our domes"

Now we're jobless, with sixty thousand dollars in loans

And the bank account's minus, surviving debt

While the CEOs fly by in private jets

So let me see your lighters, the funds couldn't be tighter

And you call orderves appetizers

If your whole predicament's vile, but you're still trying to smile

With the bills piled for miles

Problems, we've got ninety-eight plus one, no trust funds

If the cops come we must run

I do it for my belt buckle, black lung,

White knuckle, blue collar

Cold-hearted slaves to the dollar saying

We hate money

Broke people stand up, if you lack cash put a hand up

We hate money

And all the people getting paid, throw all your money on stage

We hate money

Dollars, cash, cheese, unless you're gonna give some to me

We hate money

And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine

We hate money

Broke people stand up, if you lack cash keep your hands up

We hate money

And all the people getting paid, you can all go away

We hate money

(and) dollars (and) cash (and) cheese (and) unless you're gonna give some to me

We hate money

And everyone who has it, we would do things that you couldn't imagine