The Greenback Boogie Anthem
See the money, it glimmers bright, Gold dreams sparkling in the night. A piece of pie for her, for him, Taste that hustle—it’s rich, not grim. Everybody’s chasing, what’s it like? To hold the world, to catch the strike? I’ll feast on beans, no qualms, no sighs, Fuel for dreams that reach the skies. Me and Missy, oh, we’re on fire, Crafting riches, climbing higher. Step aside, the rhythm’s tight, The Greenback Boogie ignites tonight. Cha-ching, cha-clap, the dollars spin, The beat drops low, then we dive in. Twist and turn, the paper flows, A dance of fortune, ebb and grow. Pockets fat, but souls alive, Greenback fever—watch us thrive. In this anthem of the grind, We find our groove, we own the time. So, join the beat, no fear, no shame, The Greenback Boogie is the game. Twirl that dollar, spin that fate, Life’s a party—don’t be late. Reflection: Money isn’t everything, but it ain't nothing either. It’s the pulse that keeps the world spinning, the rhythm that fuels our ambitions, an...