Everything - Tuka

Somebody told us we could run the world

Only if we fuck with that

Sex, drugs, diamonds, gold chains and dynamite

You know what we do

You know what we do

You know what we do

Make the money

Make the money

So I’m hopin' that you overstand

All we want is some of that

Sex, drugs, diamonds, gold chains and dynamite

You know what we do

You know what we do

You know what we do

Make the money

Make the money

We want it all

We want everything

We want it all

We want everything

Sex, drugs, dynamite, gold chains

Made from old wedding rings

Anything, give it to me now

I want it all

I want everything

I want it all

I want everything

Sex, drugs, dynamite, gold chains

Made from old wedding rings

Anything, give it to me now

I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll

And it goes, it goes

Yummy honey

Hurry dummy

Spend the money

Plenty of it

Keep it coming

I seen it buddy

I recognise it everyday…

And it’s got me taking time

To write a song that could change your life

It’s like my life depended on it

A heavy price that many pay…

I’ve been thinkin'

I’ve been thinkin', yeah

But she don’t wanna think about it

It’s dumb;

the moon’s higher than midnight

She hasn’t seen the sun

For now she’s gonna live without it…

So I’m not gonna think about it

It’s dumb;

the moon’s higher than midnight

I haven’t seen the sun

For now I’m gonna live without it

I’m on the run

The only one

I doubt it

I’m out…

Somebody told us we could run the world

Only if we fuck with that

Sex, drugs, diamonds, gold chains and dynamite

You know what we do

You know what we do

You know what we do

Make the money

Make the money

So I’m hopin' that you overstand

All we want is some of that

Sex, drugs, diamonds, gold chains and dynamite

You know what we do

You know what we do

You know what we do

Make the money

Make the money

We want it all

We want everything

We want it all

We want everything

Sex, drugs, dynamite, gold chains

Made from old wedding rings

Anything, give it to me now

I want it all

I want everything

I want it all

I want everything

Sex, drugs, dynamite, gold chains

Made from old wedding rings

Anything, give it to me now

I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll

I’m on a roll

I’ve been listening to

Over saturated rappers

Tell me how they’re fuckin' bitches

How they’re fuckin' bitches

Have I lost my fuckin' mind?

Sometimes I wonder if their younger sisters

Have become indifferent

The shit is fuckin' twisted

Such is life

I’ve been thinkin'

I’ve been thinkin', yeah

Was it just a lack of role models

No dollars in the penny jar

Just a couple empty old bottles

Won’t solve problems

Know that

Know that

Just know that

And I can get a lost in my head

I need a reminder

I need a reminder

I don’t gotta pretend

No more

Just know that

Just know that

Somebody told us we could run the world

Only if we fuck with that

Sex, drugs, diamonds, gold chains, and dynamite

So I’m hopin' that you overstand

All we want is some of that

Sex, drugs, diamonds gold chains, and dynamite