Some say money is bad for the soul Bad for the rock, bad for the roll Bad for the heart, bad for the brain Bad for damn near everything, oh Yeah It must be good for something Come on pay the rent Telephone, telefax, telefunkin', Teletrash Tell a cop, tell a friend Think we've hit the stoney end Nothing left, nothing right Now they want a bigger bite Everybody wants some Everybody wants big money, oh yeah They want big fat money That's what I want Big fat money Too much temptation Enough to kill a generation Space station, starvation, premature Ejaculation This ain't groovin', this ain't funky It's on my back But it ain't my monkey, no Oh yeah, gimme some of that big big Money That's what I want Big fat money Big big money Smoke this, eat that My ol'lady's gettin' fat High rise, high rent Before it's earned, it's all been spent Where's it gonna come from? Who's it gonna go to? Ain't beatin', but I'm being eatin' by Money, oh yeah Big big money, gimme, gimme, gimme Some of that big money, alright That's what I want Well alright, oh, big big money Now gimme, gimme, gimme Some of that big money That's what I want That's all I need Gimme big fat money Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme Gimme some of that big fat money