Lyrics:

Rolls-Royce shoppin'
Vicaden poppin'
Burn my cash in Beverly Hills

Gold Card lover
Accountants run for cover
Gucci went and jacked up my bills

Well, I know I shouldn't say it
But truth be told,
I really thought that pussy was... gold

Chicks equal trouble
Ya add it up and you get what ya get
Chicks equal trouble
I always step right in- I always step right in the shit

Oh, yeah, I have a jet
But my balls are deep in debt
And all she hears is 'cha-cha-ching'

But she wants more
A gold-diggin' whore
Here come the lawyers again

Chicks equal trouble
Ya add it up and you get what ya get
Chicks equal trouble
They'll kick ya when you're down in the ditch
Chicks equal trouble
I always step right in- I always step right in the shit

Hef never said I could catch this from a centerfold
But I got it bad and the doctor said I shoulda known
I shoulda known
I shoulda known...

Chicks equal trouble
Ya add it up and you get what ya get
Chicks equal trouble
They'll kick ya when you're down in the ditch
Chicks equal trouble
Ya add it up and you get what ya get...

Oh, she gets it half
Oh, no, no