Bonita

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  • Lyrics ENG

    merry-merry-go-round
    Mon-mon-money
    bonita boneetah
    abracadabra market crash
    sales sales sales
    years and interest
    my cunnileasing
    from the top to the gutter

    You tell me that I’m low
    no cash and no dope
    no job, no stop,
    super slow money flow
    but look, I’m still here
    cooking cow I’ll swipe the floor
    I’m a shopping little hoe

    stacking under you
    you dictate give me blow 
    snow outside cuz it’s low
    parody wages pages
    fake is down, throwin’ hype
    rancid smell system down
    in this crew, everyone stashes
    the banks want broken hearts
    money from a fuckin’ bad game

    you owe pay back lose your mum
    money lies, you go your way
    debts grow I eat dirt
    money lies, you go your way
    people toil and the masses glow
    money lies, you go your way
    people scream and the masses burn
    you’re who’s low, chash’s a hoe

    Merry-merry-go-round
    Mon-mon-money
    bonita boni-ta
    abracadabra market crash
    sales sales sales
    years and interest
    my cunnileasing
    from the top to the gutter

    Baba baba bancrupt
    truth or dare
    funds here there everywhere
    deal or no
    a fuckin’ justice loan
    up or down
    eenie meenie toxic moe
    brokers halfway down

    ten days spent in the bank
    twenty days spent in the bank
    thirty days spent in the bank
    I give my whole life to the bank

    we’ll make a killing, sell you debt
    build a dream and be like God
    we’ll buy everyone, found a state
    we’ll cancel money, we’ll piss you off

    we’ll buy shares, we determine collapse
    the snakes are in the roses, we establish fear
    we blow into the water so that it’s under current
    we blow ourselves a bong, trees bushes smoke

    and

    we’ll lick the sugar, be forever fresh
    we don’t stop for breaks, my rap is your cash
    we’ll pull out the shit, I tell you what you want
    you’re puking up shit, so go ahead and melt

    over the mountain and across the sea
    the ATM spits out a fiver
    if you wanna stay in the gam
    you work like a puta dura“3/

Part of Magic in a Time of Economic Progress installation.