| You got the hottest shoes
You got those Jimmy Choo's
You never get the blues
It's always about you
Wake up, theres no time to waste
Well check that phone
Theres a club too close
CHORUS
Wheres your, wheres your, wheres your dignity?
I think you lost it in the Hollywood Hills
Wheres your, wheres your, wheres your dignity?
give my respect, but you can think about them
pick it up, pick it up,
so you got it, so you got it,
pick it up, pick it up
Cause money makes your world go round,
money makes your world go round
Always with Mr. Right
But then you have a fight
Run into your friends ex
He's happy to be your next
Tomorrows papers comin' out
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so kiss him fast, watch the cameras flash
Wheres your, wheres your, wheres your dignity?
I think you lost it in the Hollywood Hills
Wheres your, wheres your, wheres your dignity?
give my respect, but you can think about them
pick it up, pick it up,
so you got it, so you got it,
pick it up, pick it up
Cause money makes your world go round,
money makes your world go round
Use your words to the opening of the envelope
Why! does everybody care about where you go
It's not news when you got a new bag
It's not news when somebody slaps you
It's not news when you lookin' your best
c'mon c'mon c'mon give it a rest
pick it up, pick it up, so you got it, so you got it,
pick it up, pick it up
Cause money makes your world go round
Money makes your world go round.. |
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