Got Money?

Got Money is the song at the top of the charts,  
Even when it's called Broken Teeth or it's called Broken Hearts,  
God Money is the vibe on the block that you hear,  
And it's funny and it's also just a little bit queer  
That money could be conjured from a  young child's ear?  
Play money  
 
So money is the subject, the object is paper,  
Get enough paper for a guest skyscraper,  
Throw enough paper and you never did rape her  
For a high enough price justice becomes vapour  
Sick money.  
 
Is How I bought  a yacht for my beagle,  
I could have called him "Spot" but  he's "Captain"  of The Eagle,  
Some say ships helmed by dogs is just evil,  
But I paid enough whores in the House so it's legal.  
Good boy  
Good money  
 
Dropped  some dimes for a faint crayon sketch of a dot,  
Would have paid more but I paid half in pot,  
Grown by my team of sexy gardener bots,  
Value up ten-fold when I had the artist shot,  
By a man with a gun for a trillion in baht  
A trillion round clip, it was the simplest plot
Even money
Blood money
 
Produced 15 movies and not one with a point ,  
Lost 15 million per, for each I lit up a joint  
Laced with powdered blood diamonds that
My Pope did anoint,
a personal appointment, no margin for disappointment,
I trot him out as the spokesman for my Pope-approved ointment  
Holy Pee  
Holy rolling in money  
 
Have more gold tattooed in the freshest model of face,
More than Midas ever turned when he touched every place:
Put full cash down for a bridge out in space,  
Outbid a bitch Saudi prince, you should have seen his long face  
Space money
Fuck You Money  
 
So much money that it really doesn't matter,  
All of my money makes me madder than the Mad Hatter,  
How many heads can be severed and served up on platinum platters?
While my stacks grow high I grow sadder and sadder  
Mad money
Sad money  
Bad money  
Get money.