Suitcase Full of Cash

We just stopped a red G-Wagon drivin' North bound
On the wrong side of the 101
Carryin' fourteen suitcases full of fake, unmarked dollar bills
Bring in those suitcases full of cash
Keep 'em comin'

You can say what you wanna
So much it still feels unreal, what a waste
You spend what you gotta
Call the devil, he can put your deal in place
Take more 'til you're bloated
Too much 'til your bank account gets dumped
Check signed, duly noted
Deep pockets but you're still a chump, don't front

We don't care what you earn
Take your money, let it burn
Laugh it off, what a joke
Watch it burnin' up in smoke
In the ditch, in your moat
In your castle, all alone
If you're rich or you're broke
We don't care how much you own

The suspect's now passin' out Monopoly money on the off-ramp

Empty out your suitcase
Stack it up 'til it won't shut and it breaks
Tie it up with a shoelace
Fill it up like a piggy bank, don't wait
You can keep what you needed
But how bad do you need that stuff? Don't bluff
I don't think that you cheated
But it's funny 'cause it still don't all add up

We don't care what you earn
Take your money, let it burn
Laugh it off, what a joke
Watch it burnin' up in smoke
In the ditch, in your moat
In your castle, all alone
If you're rich or you're broke
We don't care how much you own

Take that suitcase full of cash and burn it

What you savin' for, and what are you becomin'?
Some people are so poor, that all they have is money
People sleepin' on the floor can be happier with nothin'
Some people are so poor, that all they have is money

We don't care what you earn
Take your money, let it burn
Laugh it off, what a joke
Watch it burnin' up in smoke
In the ditch, in your moat
In your castle, all alone
If you're rich or you're broke
We don't care how much you own



Credits
Writer(s): Travis L Barker, Nick Long, Oliver Nickell
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