The Weed Smoker's Dream Lyrics - Didn't It Rain - Hugh Laurie

Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday 

Can't make no money giving your stuff away 

Why don't you do like, like the millionaires do 

Put your stuff on the market and make a million too 

Face of a betting women, she bets on every hand 

She's a tricking modafunkyou everywhere she lands 

Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do 

Put your stuff on the market and make a million too 

May's a good looking frail, she lives down by the jail 

On the back though she got hot stuff for cell 

Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do 

Put your stuff on the market and make a million too 

Sitting on a million, sitting on it everyday 

can't make no money giving your stuff away 

Why don't you do now, like the millionaires do 

Put your stuff on the market and make a million too 

Put your stuff on the market and make a million, too