Lyrics for: Flying out of the Sky

Run Mr. Business man, as fast as you can

Does it feel real good to be the best that you can?

Money stacked up to the roof, like a king

Not a care in the world except for cha-ching

Little monkeys working fast as they can

All the while making cash for the man

Take care of this take care of that spewing from my mouth

Time to take a break think I'll go down south

Put my feet up, sip my drink, smell my money acquired

Stacked up nice and neat by my servant that I hired

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Money money everywhere money money in my hair

I got enough green to buy myself a little queen,

maybe I'll just buy a hundred sixteen

Buy a horse and sword cause I'm cool like that

I'll run a kingdom based on how much oil I have

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Screw now going green, all my money is obscene

Oh know, got to go , All the money's down the hole

What now?  What I'm gonna do?

Guess somebody's gonna save me too

Hey now Mr. President, help me now you won't regret

Obama, Obama, Obama Flying out of the sky

Obama, Obama, Obama Flying out of the sky

Obama, Obama, Obama Flying out of the sky

Thanks man, it's all good now, I always knew I was the cat's meow

Short pause, as I stare , humming a tune in Cancun

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

Sumbitches, Sumbitches, Sumbitches Flying out of the sky

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