Tailored suits, chauffered cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, up for a price
Where the red hot girls
keep on dancing through the night
The claim is on you, the sights are on me
So what do you do that’s guaranteed
Hey little girl, you want it all
The furs, the diamonds,
the paintings on the wall
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the moneytalk
A french maid, foreign chef
A big house with king-sized beds
You’ve had enough, you ship them out
The dollar’s up-down,
you’d better buy the pound
The claim is on you, the sights are on me
So what do you do that’s guaranteed
Hey little girl, you break the law
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all
Money talks, B.S. walks1
Money talks, come on, come on
Moneytalks