all them folks are moaning in the  mic
talking bout the things that they don't like
they're bitching rhyme about the system
but don't they know that the people don't listen
don't matter what size or color
everybody's running for the million dollar
million dollar do nobody no good
'cept splitting up the neighbourhood
splitting people up between rich and poor
is all a million dollar is good for
any man with a grain of sense
knows how to live with a dollar-cent
you don't need no big jacuzi
if you want to get a little pussy
if you need a big car to get the girl
there's something wrong with you or with the girl
love is the message of this world
that's the way you're gonna get the girl
what you give will be returned to you
you know i ain't saying nothing new

million dollar 4X
                                           
jack and jill went up the hill
jack said jill now jill you kill
jill said jack now you call Zack
zack said baby let's hit the sack

sister Dolly she allright
hanging out ev'ry single night
makes it with the girls and the boys
got all kind of funny toys
when I catch her in her room
she says: "brother, won't you get me a spoon?"
at night she gets in a limousine
she don't care about gasoline
rolls into this funky club
where ev'rybody's dressed tip-top
she grabs the mic, sends her message home
starts bitching into the microphone, 'bout
no matter if your'e black or white
or yellow or gay or red  bi
you're gonna live a life of sorrow
if you stay hooked on the dollar, then
everybody gets up and dance
the whole joint goes bang-bang-bang
I stand in a corner, I feel like a fool
but I love her 'cause she's so cool
 

million dollar 4X
million dollar, baby 4X

don't matter what size or color
you're gonna scream and you're gonna holler
if you don't know how to follow
if you stay hooked on the dollar
if you keep on bitching in rhyme
about the system and about the time
and the time is a crime
and you ain't got no dime
and the times they are a-changing
well the times they're always a-changing
no changing that a-changing
no arranging that a-changing
clock ticks like no tomorrow
from the past you cannot borrow
forget about it feel no sorrow
do you do you do you do you do you follow
you don't need no big jacuzi
if you want a little pussy
what you give will be returned to you
you know I ain't saying nothing new