Rolls Royce shopping
Vicodin popping
Burn my cash in Beverly Hills
Gold-card lover
Accountants run for cover
Gucci went and jacked up my bill
Well I know I shouldn't say it
But truth be told
I really thought that pussy was gold
Chicks = trouble
You add it up and get what you get
Chicks = trouble
I always step right in
I always step right in the shit
Yeah I have a jet
My balls are deep in debt
And all she hears is ch ch ching
But she wants more
A gold-digging whore
Here come the lawyers again
Chicks = trouble
You add it up and get what you get
Chicks = trouble
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch
Chicks = trouble
I always step right in
I always step right in the shit
They never said I could catch this from a centerfold
But I got it bad and the doctor said I should've known
I should've known
I should've known
Chicks = trouble
You add it up and get what you get
Chicks = trouble
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch
Chicks = trouble
I always step right in
You add it up and get what you get
Chicks = trouble
You add it up
You get what you get
Aw she gets half
Oh no no
