[Verse One: Baje One]

Baje taking notes on the way that people get rich

Check list then see which is the best fit

Utilize your tools, implement the strategies

Motivate your clientele with simple sets of batteries

I know it had to be a tad bit Pavlovian

But amongst the tadpoles, frogs is draconian

When your only friend forced like Obi-Wan

And you holding palms out flat like you know me son

But it's not that way, it's the other one

Where you getting popped in the face like Bubble Yum

When it comes to handing checks out

I would rather be a X-File than manufacture textiles

Need the next style or feeling stressed out?

You could find a solution sitting in the next aisle

And while you're there you should spend, spend, spend

Maybe sin, sin, sin

That's a book I never read like Rin Tin Tin

So I wouldn't know the mathematics

The way some of you lie is straight acrobatics

And the fact of the matter of the fact is

You could fill in the blanks with truth like Mad Libs

This is Snaf-ish, and if you ask me

Reality's a floor model, you take it as is

But that's me and heretofore I ain't made a lot of cash

So what the duck do I know?

Pointing at a pie chart like shut your pie hole

He don't see dough unless he's touching filo

Making baklava but stocks he got nada

Gotta watch for the first cold press like kalamata

I use some of that oil to slick my hair back

Slide door to door selling dreams as bare facts

What's the basis?

The shortest distance between two points is by stepping on faces

A simple dance - two-step or a do-si-do

Next thing you know you're synergizing backward overflow

And it all happens right here in the naked city

Now go ahead and grab your pasties come on shake them...

[Verse Two: Cool Calm Pete]

Set in his ways, stubborn and stuck

Couldn't get him to budge for like a million bucks

But money talks and we all listen

The finer things in life you've been missing

Offshore account, bowtie and tux

Your wifey is classy fly as (fuck)

Your mistress is dipped cause you buy her stuff

Your little round glasses - Scrooge McDuck

Ascot, sometimes a top hat

Walking a dog the size of a rat

Your black ties, shaking hands with rich guys

Laughing it up, passing the buck

Yo making bacon is painstaking work

Raking in the dough, boy, stay getting perks

The penthouse suites, luxury seats

Room with a view eating delicious treats

No fat pockets, just black cards

Shooting for the stars, rockets in cars

James Bond without the danger

Just like the new Bill Gates, helping strangers

They used to say more money more problems

Christmas in Aspen or some private island

Wildin' in my yacht off the plank

White pants, tennis with Carlton Banks

Ducks in a row, can't stop the flow

Living fast eating escargot

You're popping bubbly in my gold plated tub

Upper class citizen smoking "rosebud"

Your hungry eyes shaped like dollar signs

Your diamond rings, white collar crimes

In tough times, it ain't about luck

You ain't (shit) without a million bucks

Reading Dianetics, cryogenics

Chilling like Disney, cabbage, lettuce

Mile high business class, sky writing

A million and one, catch the excitement