It's an eastern promise, it's a pot of gold It's the oldest story that's ever been told, that's right You can follow me but you gonna have to pay Heaven's at the end of this alleyway tonight Hong Kong money, let that dollar roll All you need is the cash The rest ain't nothing but trash Hong Kong money, stole my soul Tried hard to shake it but I guess I couldn't make it Lord only knows it's hard on the opium run I didn't really wanna hang around too long Just wasn't my dish of egg fou yung no fun Hong Kong money, let that dollar roll Just as long as you make with the green You'll be cool if you know what I mean Hong Kong money, stole my soul You can make it quick but you can lose it easy You go in clean but you come out greasy, here's why It's that yellow powder, it's sweet but it's sour One false move and you can kiss this world goodbye Hong Kong money, let that dollar roll All you need is the cash The rest ain't nothing but trash Hong Kong money, stole my soul Let it roll Let it roll Let it roll Let it roll ...