Skitsoy

Skitsoy - money lyrics

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everybody needs and everybody has, something to do with the thing called cash got it in your pockets got it in a safe and if you ain't got nothing yeah you're a slave money is the dirt that tastes really well anybody talks and anybody wants anyman sees you anyman knows you when your money's in your pocket i even see your face in the dark i even see your lovely smile i wish i could understand i just make you hold my hand money is the name of the silly game money's what you need if you wanna succeed money is the enemy of your capacity money is the killer in your own thriller everywhere you go and everything you do the limits are made by the credit card you own loan it from the bank drink it in a pub use it to get laid or spend it in the club money is the thing that makes you real bad money makes you kill the love you once had anyman sees you anyman knows you when your money's in your pocket break money is the devil and money takes it all money is the mother of evil do it all money is the drive the motor of today you cannot live without so don't you run away
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Author: Attie Bauw, Franky De Smet-Van Damme, Peter Fizgal, Yannick Uyttenhove, Jef Aerden, Jack Pisters, Stijn Norga

Composer: ?

Publisher: Skitsoy Records

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Released in: 2005

Language: English

Appearing on: Come 2 Belgium (2005)

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