Some say money is bad for the soul
Bad for the rock, bad for the roll
Bad for the heart, bad for the brain
Bad for damn near everything, oh yeah

It must be good for something
Come on pay the rent

Telephone, telefax, telefunkin teletrash
Tell a cop, tell a friend
Think weve hit the stoney end
Nothin left, nothin right
Now they want a bigger bite
Everybody wants some
Everybody wants some big money, oh yeah
They want big fat money
Thats what I want
Big fat money

Too much temptation
Enough to kill a generation
Space station, starvation, premature ejaculation
This aint groovin, this aint funky
Its on my back
But it aint my monkey, no
Oh yeah, gimme some of that big big money
Thats what I want
Big fat money
Big fat money

Smoke this, eat that
My ol ladys gettin fat
High rise, high rent
Before its earned, its all been spent
Wheres it gonna come from?
Whos it gonna go to?
Aint beatin, but Im being eatin by money, oh yeah
Big big money, gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money, alright
Thats want I want

Well alright, oh, big big money
Now gimme, gimme, gimme
Some of that big money
Thats what I want
Thats all I need
Gimme big fat money
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme
Gimme some of that big fat money