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White Trash With Cash Lyrics

Artist: Marvelous 3
Album: Group Therapy

(Lyrics: J. Harte, Music: B. Walker)

Well Iâ‚¬â„¢m a shake city hing in a stretch limousine.
Suckinâ‚¬â„¢ cheap suds from a can,
Wearinâ‚¬â„¢ torn out jeans and tearinâ‚¬â„¢ worn out seams.
Lookinâ‚¬â„¢ sleazy but donâ‚¬â„¢t give a damn.

Raising hell like no one else,
Like no rich city slicker could.
Got the nasty reputation that the bad girls like.
And my bank books lookinâ‚¬â„¢ good cus Iâ‚¬â„¢mâ‚¬

White trash with cash, rollinâ‚¬â„¢ in the dough,
And Iâ‚¬â„¢m burninâ‚¬â„¢ it fast.
White trash with cash, got the fuel for the fire,
And thereâ‚¬â„¢s no time to spare.
High societies worst nightmare.

Beverly Hills bash, well I think Iâ‚¬â„¢ll pass.
Let me tell ya where Iâ‚¬â„¢d rather be.
Dancinâ‚¬â„¢ with the devil, out all night with the boys.
Another round around on me.

Not respected, been rejected all the way up the line.
But that never slowed a poor boy down.
Laughinâ‚¬â„¢ last, laughinâ‚¬â„¢ hardest, laughinâ‚¬â„¢ all of the time,
At the people when they hear the sound.

(Chorus)

I got enough to make it last, got a full tank of gas.
Gotta lot of money, but I got no class.
Livinâ‚¬â„¢ like Iâ‚¬â„¢m crazy cusâ‚¬â„¢ Iâ‚¬â„¢m justâ‚¬

(Chorus)

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