Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday
Can't make no money giving your stuff away
Why don't you do right, like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
verse 2
Fay's a betting woman, she bets on every hand
She's a tricky mother for you, everywhere she lands
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
verse 3
May's a good looking frail, she lives down by the jail
On the back though she got hot stuff for sale
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
verse 4
Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday
can't make no money giving your stuff away
Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too
Put your stuff on the market and make a million too