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  • 作词 : Adams, Johns
    Sweet talkin'
    Johnny push a
    John quicker than he spit
    Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it
    There she goes
    She born in
    Boston but the
    Amtrak took her away
    She lives in
    Brooklyn but she works outta
    Queens in the
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Send it home
    Tina Toledo got a kid that lives with her ma
    She takes the subway after school, makes up her face, changes clothes
    There she goes
    She feels the rain comin' down on
    Washington square
    She gives the cops on the beat a little discount
    And then, then, then it's
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Send it home
    Hard on the knees, money in the bag
    Hard on the knees, money in the bag
    Send it home for medical school
    Rock herself to sleep with the rhythm of the rain
    Beating like the bed of, against the window frame
    Of her hotel room
    Rock herself to sleep with the tunes on the dash
    Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash
    Says, "Money, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bank"
    It ain't no easy life but it pays pretty good
    Keeps her out of the cold
    It ain't no easy life
    But it's silver and gold, silver and gold
    Silver, silver, silver and gold
    Tina, Tina
    Tina street walkin' blues yeah
    Tina street walkin' blues yeah
    Silver and gold oh yeah, silver and gold yeah
    Oh Tina street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    Street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Oh yeah, ohh
    Oh oh, street walkin' blues yeah
    Tina, Tina,
    Tina, Tina,
    TinaStreet walkin', silver and gold
    Silver and gold, silver and gold
    Silver, silver, silver, silver
  • 作词 : Adams, Johns
    Sweet talkin'
    Johnny push a
    John quicker than he spit
    Street walkin' tin with a crooked crown waitin' for it
    There she goes
    She born in
    Boston but the
    Amtrak took her away
    She lives in
    Brooklyn but she works outta
    Queens in the
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Send it home
    Tina Toledo got a kid that lives with her ma
    She takes the subway after school, makes up her face, changes clothes
    There she goes
    She feels the rain comin' down on
    Washington square
    She gives the cops on the beat a little discount
    And then, then, then it's
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Black limousines, money in the bank
    Send it home
    Hard on the knees, money in the bag
    Hard on the knees, money in the bag
    Send it home for medical school
    Rock herself to sleep with the rhythm of the rain
    Beating like the bed of, against the window frame
    Of her hotel room
    Rock herself to sleep with the tunes on the dash
    Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash
    Says, "Money, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bankMoney, money, money in the bank"
    It ain't no easy life but it pays pretty good
    Keeps her out of the cold
    It ain't no easy life
    But it's silver and gold, silver and gold
    Silver, silver, silver and gold
    Tina, Tina
    Tina street walkin' blues yeah
    Tina street walkin' blues yeah
    Silver and gold oh yeah, silver and gold yeah
    Oh Tina street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
    Street walkin', street walkin' blues yeah
    Oh yeah, ohh
    Oh oh, street walkin' blues yeah
    Tina, Tina,
    Tina, Tina,
    TinaStreet walkin', silver and gold
    Silver and gold, silver and gold
    Silver, silver, silver, silver