I was working my brand to make cash flow
When cash flow stopped from my casino
And my builders and my old bankers all too
Said pay up now, we’re gonna’ sue

They want their cash
They want their payroll cash
Their payroll cash
This is not petty cash
They want their cash
They aim to bust my ‘ash’
And take their cash
My brand needs laundry cash

From my golden tower in New York City
In my gold-throne-room where I sit so pretty
The oligarchs rose to my pleading prose
They gave me cash so that no one knows

I asked for cash
I need some hidden cash
Some hidden cash
This is not petty cash
I need their cash
I need it in a flash
Just send me cash
Send me some laundry cash

The oligarchs sent me some
So I bet some on the come
Promised to ease sanctions, now
Vladimir is my chum

I build lots of hotels all of great renown
And trying to get one in Moscow town
I partied with Shamalov and friend Sergei
And we laughed off a ‘fake news’ dossier

They sent me cash
They sent me laundry cash
My laundry cash
This is not petty cash
They sent me cash
They sent L L C* cash
They sent me cash
It’s now my laundry cash

Breaking his silence George agreed to sing
And Michael tried to explain his fling
Paul’s daughters have ‘blood money’ he’s kissed
And Stormy’s talkin’ round about our ‘never-happened’ tryst

I gave her cash
I gave her laundry cash
Some laundry cash
This is not petty cash
It was my cash
Now Bob is on my ’ash’
He wants my cash
Bob wants my laundry cash

Now Bob don’t believe my story so it seems
And he’s got way too many law-yer-ly teams
He’d best not cross my red (laundry clothes) line
If he gives me the choice I should choose to resign

If you need cash
And you think laundry cash
Think laundry cash
And it’s not petty cash
This here’s a flash
Don’t do any thing rash
They’ll bust your ‘ash’
If you cache laundry cash

* - LLC = Lotsa Laundered Cash