Bills 2 Pay (Radio Edit)

We've got bills, baby, bills
Sixty thousand pounds
Baby, bills, baby, bills
Sixty thousand pounds
Boy, them people are too greedy, you know
Got to make that money, money
You gotta pay V.A.T. money
What M.O.T. sounds like robbery rude boy
Ya get me
It's the year 2G, we're about to blow
Millennium soldiers, here we go
Got to get this money, got to get this dough
The words that go on, boy
You already know
Grafting out of Hackney
Weighed ten pound
Hustle every day upon my cellular phone
(Hello)
But you travel every day from town to town
Player, them a hunt me
Say them ah track me down
(What, ooh, ooh)

We got bills, baby, bills
I know, you know
We got bills to pay
Got to get this money
And we can't run away
(Ooh, ooh)
Got to get that money, money
Money, money, money, money

Well, work, work, work
Work hard in a life
Strive for what you want
And you just must survive
This is not a stick-up
This is not a bribe (bribe)
Goald, you wanna score
We wanna score 'em right
Strive, strive, strive
With a positive vibe
To all the youth them I'm talking worldwide
No negativity, not there on your mind
Then nobody can snatch your pride, ah
I push the gold card in the pocket of my blazer
Stash dirty cash in the bank
From my labour Bucks Fizz, cognac, V.P. caviar
Chickenheads love ice as we lounge at the bar
To my moneymakers, work hard collect the papers
Never lose it, don't abuse it, pick and choose it
Just recoup it, don't be stupid
'Cos you can run, but it can't hide

We got bills, baby, bills
I know, you know
We got bills to pay
Got to get this money
And we can't run away
(Ooh, ooh)
Got to get that money, money
Money, money, money, money

Woah, it's Glamma Kid
The whole world a-wonder what's coming next
Glamma Kid along side D-influence
The whole world a-wonder what's coming next
Glamma Kid along side D-influence
When I say Glamma, you say Kid
Glamma (Kid) Glamma (Kid)
When I say Glamma, you say Kid
Glamma (Kid) Glamma (Kid)
Working 24/7 to pay the rent
Need some cash to go out and play
(It's Glamma Kid)
No romance without the finance
Baby, we got bills to pay
'Cos we got bills to pay
Well, well, well
Make me get the ooh, ooh
Have to pay own own rent
Ah, ha, (ooh, ooh)
From your independence
Yo, look all the girls appreciate me dough
Have to pay your own rent (ouu, ouu)
From your independence
Look all the girls appreciate me dough
(Ooh, ooh)

We got bills, baby, bills
I know, you know
We got bills to pay
Got to get this money
And we can't run away
(Ooh, ooh)
Got to make that money, money
Money, money, money, money

Repeat last verse again

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Credits
Writer(s): William Currie, Midge Ure, Christopher John Payne, Iyael Iyasus Tafari Constable, Deborah Harry, Christopher Stein
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