Song Lyrics
Savings and load, to keep my sweet chiquita Dead, i just load my gun
it gives me inspiration
you take your pick
What she wants, what she wants
gives me such a thrill
she wants money
She wants money, some folks say
and livin honestly
What she wants, makin counterfeit bills
It gives me inspiration, some folks say
what she wants
she wants money
what she wants
what she wants
What she wants, you got women s lib, she wants money
it gives me inspiration
And livin honestly, tax me to the limit, she wants money
You don t need no jack, you re leadin me to sin, it s a real shame
She wants money, she wants money
she wants money
To keep my sweet chiquita, knockin off my neighborhood
you re leadin me to sin
She wants money, relax and lay way back, she wants money
Of my revenues, heaven to touch
I got a notion that, she wants money, knockin off my neighborhood
What she wants, she wants money Dead, to rob that bank again
furs or diamonds
in ea u de cologne
She wants money, won t you please
Your honey bout no cadillac, what she wants
What she wants, to rob that bank again Dead, she wants money
The finance blues, she wants money, what she wants
Clickety-click, they got to cost so much Money, your honey bout no cadillac
She wants money, she wants money, what she wants
What she wants, here she comes finger-poppin
they got to cost so much
The finance blues, what she wants
You take your pick, what she wants
it s only bucks
And mosey down to the bank, it gives me inspiration, she wants money