I could buy the buses
I could buy some trucks
B-b-b-b-b-b-b-bag of bucks
Bag of bucks
I don't need no foreplay
I don't need no fucks
All that I'm concerned about is my bag of bucks
Bag of bucks
I don't beat around the bush
I get dragged to the front
I've got tunnelvision focused on my bag of bucks
Go
I love shooting native birds
I love shooting dogs
I pay for ammunition with my bag of bucks
Bag of Bucks
When I go soldering and I don't have no flux
I hate to do the hard work so I head down to the hardware store
And show 'em my bag of bucks
Bag of Bucks
I don't need to rub myself
with my soapy cakes of Lux
Who give a fuck 'bout my pungent stench
I've got a bigger bag of bucks
Go
Bag of bucks
Bag of bucks
When I need some liposuction
Or some nips and tucks
I see my plastic surgeon
Flash my bag of bucks
Bag of bucks
I don't need to take this shit
From all you stupid schmucks
You can jab it in your arse
'Cause I've got my bag of bucks
Bag of bucks
I've always been a stunning hunk
Oh my goodness! Crikey! Shucks!
For I've got an enormous cock
And a bigger bag of bucks
We can do it for some time
And we often hold a mime
And on top of that we can sell
Our bag of bucks
I love shooting native birds
And I think it really sucks
But I've got no cause to worry
Now I've got my bag of bucks
I like shooting native birds
I like shooting dogs, I pay
For ammunition with my bag
(mumble)
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