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lotto - imani coppola lyrics

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[intro]
beautiful life if money grew on trees

[verse 1]
i played lotto today
if luck be a lady let her lead the way
‘cause i’ve been broke my whole d*mn life
but i guess i can be a rich man’s wife
all i need is a dream and a dollar
don’t need education don’t have to be a scholar
walked my raggedy ass to the corner store
picked five lucky numbers 1 3 2 4 5

[chorus]
i’m gonna win the lottery
all you poor folks just wait and see
imma give ten million to charity
and the rest is gonna be just for me
i’m gonna fix my broken back
save my poppa from a heart attack
buy an island for a getaway
dear lord, please make this my lucky day

[verse 2]
numbers, numbers, many to choose from
never thought it’d be so hard to pick some
lookin’ for significance in number one none
searchin’ for significance in number three please
there’s more of a chance i’ll be struck by lightning
the thought is frightening
there’s more of a chance for world peace in the middle east
money has been necessary since there is no tooth fairy
put on a grin, jump in
you gotta play to win
you gotta play to win
you gotta, you gotta, you gotta
you gotta play to win
you gotta play to win
you gotta, you gotta, you gotta

[chorus]
i’m gonna win the lottery
all you poor folks just wait and see
imma give ten million to charity
and the rest is gonna be just for me
i’m gonna fix my broken back
save my poppa from a heart attack
buy an island for a getaway
dear lord, please make this my lucky day

[verse 3]
dollar bill, dollar bill
come to me if you will
searchin’ the couches for quarters
checkin’ the pockets of my pants for fifty freakin’ cents
to get me a cup of coffee
money tree, money tree
shed all your leaves for me
i’m poor, i’m really really poor
i’m an artist who’s starving
it ain’t so poetic — it’s rather pathetic when you’re livin’ it
welfare’s and option so is unemployment
i’d rather give blood ‘cause there’s more enjoyment
minus the paperwork and the long lines
and the food stamps and the headaches

[interlude]
beautiful life if money grew on trees

[chorus]
i’m gonna win the lottery
all you poor folks just wait and see
imma give ten million to charity
and the rest is gonna be just for me
i’m gonna fix my broken back
save my poppa from a heart attack
buy an island for a getaway
dear lord, please make this my lucky day

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