Air Conditioning

Ah (Uh)

I want to take it all

Hide it away, all for me, yeah

You'll all just spirit away (Way)

'Cause you are your stuff and I'll be its keeper

I'm coming, ready or not

All of your credit cards suit me so well (Well)

It's dog eat dog shoot dog

Golf clubs, back rubs, it's all mine now

Come on, come on

One, two, one

Gold dishes, elegant style

Gilded curtains, vaults of treasure

Twelve houses, six boats

Nineteen horses, fastest alive

Six servants, sharp as hell

Breakfast for dinner, tennis in bed

That pool, infinity

Huge diamond ring, it's all mine now

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Yeah

One, two, three