BROWN BENJAMINS

By Spitty

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[Hook: Spitfire]

Brown Benjamins and Dead-Dead Presidents

Dead Presidents and Brown-Brown Benjamins

Brown Benjamins and Dead-Dead Presidents

We chasin' Dead Presidents and Brown-Brown Benjamins


[Verse 1: Spitfire]

Holdup wait a minute cash

Lemme talk about this money real fast

Everything we do we got money on blast

Money fuel the world so it's money on gas

Biggie told me money just creatin' mo' problems

But problems got a price so I went ahead and bought 'em

Money buy that pony macaroni and that Beamer

Man if money talked this stack would be official speaker

My money got that age walking cane like a geezer

Money chaser's shallow but it's really much deeper

See money makes the world go round and around

Put a head on a crown and a frown turned down

Grabbing money by the pound how's the cash gon amount

To the millions of lives that's bein' lost right now

Cash makes lies CREAM we sigh

Lose lives to the knives for the money we die

Cuz all these paper cuts add up to blood death and homicide


[Hook]


[Verse 2: Spitfire]

Holdup wait a minute cash

Lemme talk about this money real fast

Green in my eyes and green in my past

Green means go I got green on my dash

Green be all that lettuce and cabbage I'm eatin' healthy

Throw on cheddar make it better now I'm definitely wealthy

Got my heart pumpin' green ain't no dream I'm just mean

For regimes it does seem I'm a money-made machine

Green on top of green is like the grass I grow

No control like the Hulk smash go where I go

The green got our minds wrapped we don't even know

It's a genocidal flow green coming through the door


[Hook]


[Verse 3: Spitfire]

Holdup wait a minute cash

Lemme talk about this money real fast

Matter fact I'mma talk about more than that

Matter fact I'mma go ahead and just snap

People always talk 'bout money is the problem

People so confused cuz all they want is profit

Kill another brother all over a dolla

Money drives trucks limousines and impalas

See money be the root of all evil in people

Into a money tree but the trunk is feeble

We taxing the world for the stuff they buy

So we can buy guns more people can die

Then spend another trilly and call 'em all heroes

Bank account stacked with a couple dozen zeroes

Paper got us caged and they all think it's funny

Straight suicide once we all chasing money


[Hook]

Benjamins

Benjamins

Benjamins

Brown-Brown Benjamins

Benjamins

Benjamins

Benjamins

Brown-Brown Benjamins


[Hook]