(c. calhoun)







Walking down the main drag one night



I met a fine chick that looked- just right



She stopped in and i flashed my roll



I told her she could have all of my dough



She turned around, and with a fround



She said this ain't no circus and i don't need a clown



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



So there ain't no need in your hangin' around







Just to make the hit with that chick



I tried to get a cadillac right quick



The man at the place looked so strange



I had nine hundred bucks and some change



We disagreed, i tried to pleed



He said i ain't no chicken and i don't need your feed







Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Then brother you're crawling we passed your speed







I'm walking and countin my bucks



The man with the gun said hands up



I tried to get away but i was too slow



He caught me and took all of my dough



I heard him shout, as he cut out



"you really lost nothing what you're crying about?"







Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



Your cash ain't nothin' but trash



And he took my watch and i passed out







I woke in the arms of a big cop



Police station next stop



The judge swung his fist down plunk plunk



Twenty dollar fine 'cause you're drunk-ac