Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Vagabond on this track
Then, jump off with nowhere to go
DP said he got, two grams of Acapulco gold
Breath smell like dollars
So I need to buy US mint
PayPal, Chime apps, Venmo or debit
Cash back is cool, but I try to keep it positive
He a real lame pay the tap, complete opposite
Horror movie broke
Hell yeah, it's very scary
Roll up on the map
Just remember, where the treasure's buried
Strong rancid smell
Phenotype, call it cemetery
Stuck with a petite, redhead startin' to look pretty
Diggin' up dead presidents
Gettin' my clothes dirty
Tag along survival skills, trainin' with my big brodie
Half dead butterhead with bread, and a weed jar
Scratch on her neck, so I locked the doors on the car
Daydreamin' about a 3some with a ATM machine
It's a dirty job, but somebody gotta do these things
Wash the money with some oxiClean
As a matter of fact
Don't forget to check the duffel bag for the dye pack
Curveball, it's a salespitch
And I'm up to bat
Keep phishin' with a dollar, you gotta be quicker than that
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
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Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Vagabond on this track
Then, jump off with nowhere to go
DP said he got, two grams of Acapulco gold
Breath smell like dollars
So I need to buy US mint
PayPal, Chime apps, Venmo or debit
Cash back is cool, but I try to keep it positive
He a real lame pay the tap, complete opposite
Horror movie broke
Hell yeah, it's very scary
Roll up on the map
Just remember, where the treasure's buried
Strong rancid smell
Phenotype, call it cemetery
Stuck with a petite, redhead startin' to look pretty
Diggin' up dead presidents
Gettin' my clothes dirty
Tag along survival skills, trainin' with my big brodie
Half dead butterhead with bread, and a weed jar
Scratch on her neck, so I locked the doors on the car
Daydreamin' about a 3some with a ATM machine
It's a dirty job, but somebody gotta do these things
Wash the money with some oxiClean
As a matter of fact
Don't forget to check the duffel bag for the dye pack
Curveball, it's a salespitch
And I'm up to bat
Keep phishin' with a dollar, you gotta be quicker than that
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Vagabond on this track
Then, jump off with nowhere to go
DP said he got, two grams of Acapulco gold
Breath smell like dollars
So I need to buy US mint
PayPal, Chime apps, Venmo or debit
Cash back is cool, but I try to keep it positive
He a real lame pay the tap, complete opposite
Horror movie broke
Hell yeah, it's very scary
Roll up on the map
Just remember, where the treasure's buried
Strong rancid smell
Phenotype, call it cemetery
Stuck with a petite, redhead startin' to look pretty
Diggin' up dead presidents
Gettin' my clothes dirty
Tag along survival skills, trainin' with my big brodie
Half dead butterhead with bread, and a weed jar
Scratch on her neck, so I locked the doors on the car
Daydreamin' about a 3some with a ATM machine
It's a dirty job, but somebody gotta do these things
Wash the money with some oxiClean
As a matter of fact
Don't forget to check the duffel bag for the dye pack
Curveball, it's a salespitch
And I'm up to bat
Keep phishin' with a dollar, you gotta be quicker than that
Night of the living dead presidents
Zombie money hungry, so I need some prilosec
Bullseye, aimin' for the big head hundreds
Crossing T's dottin' I's, Tony Todd it
Writer: Stephen Smith
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