Xp€n$iv $h1t Lyrics & Chords By Die Antwoord

Mmmm, smell that?
You know what that smell is.
That's right, it's money
Go ahead, rub a dick on that shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my dick on expensive shit
Yo, told my daddy I was gonna grow up to be a superstar rapper,
Making big money, know what I mean girl?
But my daddy told me I was living in a dream world
If I said, "Yes, dad"
I wouldn't have my zef swag
Flyin' round the whole f*cking world, getting jet-lagged
Getting bitten by the zef bug, it's the best drug
If I played it safe, I would've never made it ever
Now every day in every way I get a little zeffer
No matter what you smoke, you'll never get as high as me
It's like a fat f*ck you when deze naaierz see
My big billboard up in NYC
Don't you wish your boyfriend was zef like me
I'm the motherf*cking greatest
Suckers love to hate us
Gonna make these bitches submissive
Cause I'm a dominator
I'm mad musical, my rhymes are the tightest
That's why I tap beautiful designer vaginas
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my laaney totti op watokal
Big money, big money, big money
Make my dreams come true
Baby you're my angel, sent from the dark side
Took my brush-cut to the next with peroxide
"Oh my god, that's such a fresh switch"
Yeah, whatever, just don't touch the hair bitch
Everybody's crying, saying "hip-hop's dead"
Till the white South African hip-hop head
Pops up on the scene, sayin' "It's not dead!"
"I'm here, can I get a f*cking aw yeah?"
They was lookin' at me like I just crawled out the drain
The underground, got me bored out of my brain
And this pop rap bullshit all sound the same
God help you if I call call out your name
From the dark side of the moon
I zoom out of the gloom
Dum-dum-durum
Goes boom like a cartoon
The dark raver has come, my mic-saber is on
Turn and tell your friend: "Yo, this is my favorite song"
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my laaney totti op watokal
I'm sipping Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
I'm sipping Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
Ooh la la, c'est si bon
I'm sipping Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
I'm sipping Dom Perignon
Dom, Dom Perignon
It's like an angel peed in my mouth
C'est si bon
I saw your babes new Gucci shades, so I stepped to her face
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
Saw P-Diddy's caviar, chillin' backstage
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I saw your Virgin Galactic tickets to outer-space
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I saw Hugh Heff's girlfriend's new boobs
And I rub my dick on expensive tits
I was at the waterfront, saw a new Lambo
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I saw Snoop Dogg's long gold-plated bong
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I saw your mom's new Louis Vuitton leather handbag
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I saw Lady Gaga's new telephone hat
And I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
I rub my dick on expensive shit
It's like a dream come true,
I'm living the dream, bru
Rubbing my laaney totti op watokal
Big money, big money, big money
So, so, so, so, so sexy
Big money, big money, big money
Make my dreams come true
Ooh!