Lyrics 96,000 - Lin-Manuel Miranda, Christopher Jackson, Robin de Jesús

96,000

Ninety-six thousand!
Dollars?
Holler!
Ninety-six thousand!
Yo, somebody won!
Ninety-six thousand!
Yo,​
If I won the lotto tomorrow
Well, I know I wouldn’t bother goin' on no spendin' spree
I pick a business school and pay the entrance fee!
Then maybe if you’re lucky, you’ll stay friends with me!
I’ll be a businessman, richer than Nina’s daddy!
Donald Trump and I on the links, and he’s my caddy!
My money’s makin' money, I’m goin' from po' to mo' dough!
Keep the bling, I want the brass ring, like Frodo!
Oh no, here goes Mr. Braggadocio
Next thing you know, you’re lying like Pinocchio—
Yo, if you’re scared of the bull, stay out the rodeo!
Yo, I got more hoes than a phone book in Tokyo!
Ooh, you better stop rappin', you not ready
It’s gonna get hot and heavy
And you already sweaty—
Yo-yo-yo!
Yo!
Yo!
I’m sorry is that an answer?
Shut up, go home and pull ya damn pants up!
As for you, Mr. Frodo of the Shire—
96 G’s ain’t enough to retire
C’mon, I’ll have enough to knock your ass off its axis!
You’ll have a knapsack full of jack after taxes!
Ninety-six thousand!
Ay, alabanza!
Ninety-six thousand!
No me diga!
Ninety-six thousand!
I never win shit!
Ninety-six thousand!
For real, though, imagine how it would feel goin' real slow
Down the highway of life with no regrets
And no breakin' your neck for respect or a paycheck
For real, though, I’ll take a break from the wheel and we’ll throw
The biggest block party, everybody here
It’s a weekend when we can breathe, take it easy
Yo!
Ma, it’s me, check my tickets!
Check one two three
What would you do with ninety-six G’s—
Who me?
I mean if it’s just between you and me—
Esa pregunta es tricky!
I know
With ninety-six G’s
I’d start my life with a brand new lease
Atlantic City with a Malibu Breeze
And a brand new weave!
Or maybe just bleach…
Y’all are freaks.​
Yo, I’m just sayin'…
(sung)
It’s silly when we get into these crazy hypotheticals
You really want some bread?
Then go ahead create a set of goals
And cross them off the list as you pursue ‘em
And with those ninety-six, I know precisely what I’m doin'
What’chu doin'?
What’m I doin?
What’m I doin?
It takes most of that cash just to save my ass from financial ruin
Sonny can keep the coffee brewin'
I’ll spend a few on you
‘Cause the only room with a view is a room with you in it
And I could give Abuela Claudia the rest of it
Just fly me down to Puerto Plata, I’ll make the best of it!
You really love this business?
No
Tough, Merry Christmas
You’re now the youngest tycoon in Washington Hiznits!
Yo!
With ninety-six thousand, I’d finally fix housin'
Give the barrio computers with wireless web browsin'
Your kids are livin' without a good edjumication
Change the station, teach 'em about gentrification
The rent is escalatin'
What?!
The rich are penetratin'
What?!
We pay our corporations when we should be demonstratin'
What?!
What about immigration?
What?!
Politicians be hatin'
What?!
Racism in this nation’s gone from latent to blatant
Oooooh!
I’ll cash my ticket and picket, invest in protest
Never lose my focus 'til the city takes notice
And you know this man!
I’ll never sleep
Because the ghetto has a million promises for me to keep!
You are so cute!
I was just thinking off the top of my head.​
Ninety-six K: Go.​
If I win the lottery, you’ll never see me again
Damn, we only jokin', stay broke then
I’ll be downtown
Get a nice studio, I’ll get out of the barrio
If I
​win the
​​lottery
You’ll wonder where
I’ve been
For real, though
Imagine how it would feel
​goin' real slow,​
Down the highway of
​life with no regrets,​
And no breakin' your neck
​for respect or a paycheck—
I’ll ​be ​downtown,​
See you ​​around,​
If I ​win ​the ​lottery,​
You won’t see a ​lot ​of ​me!
I’ll be downtown,​
See ​you ​around!
Why-oh!
Around!
Why-oh!
For real
​though,​
I’ll take a break
​from the wheel
And we’ll
​throw,​
The biggest
​block party
Everybody ​here,​
A weekend
When we can
​breathe,​
​take it easy,​
For real
​though,​
​imagine ​how
​it would feel
​Goin' ​real
​slow,​
Down the
​​highway of
​life ​with no
​regrets
And no breakin'
​your neck
​for respect
​or a paycheck,​
For real
​though,​
I’ll take a ​break
​from the wheel
And ​we'll
​throw
​the biggest
​block party
​everybody
​here,​
A weekend
​when we
​can breathe,​
​take it
Easy
Yo!
It’s silly
​when we get
​into these crazy
​hypotheticals,​
You really want
​some ​​bread?
Then go ahead
Create a set of
​goals,​
And cross 'em
​off the
​list as you
​pursue ‘em,​
And with those
​ninety-six
I know
​precisely
​what I’m doin'
Yo!
It’s silly when
​we get into
These crazy
​hypotheticals,​
You really want
​some ​bread?
Then go ahead
Create a set of
​goals,​
Cross ‘em off
​the list as you
​pursue ‘em
And with those
​ninety-six I
​know precisely
​what I’m doin'
Yo!
It’s ​silly
​when we get
​into these crazy
​​hypotheticals,​
You really want
​some ​bread?
Then go ahead
​Create a set of
​goals,​
Cross ‘em off
​the list as you
​pursue ‘em,​
And with those
​ninety-six
I ​know
​precisely ​​what
I’m doin'!
And with those
​ninety-​six I
​know precisely
​what I’m doin'!
Yo!
Ninety-six
​thousand
No me diga!
Ninety-six
​thousand
No me diga!
Ninety-six
​thousand
No me diga!
Why-oh!
Check
​one two three
And with the
​dollah dollah
With
​ninety-six G’s
We get to
​hollah hollah
Between
​you and me
We rock the
​hot Impala
Why-oh!
With
​ninety-six G’s
We movin'
​on tomorrah
A brand
​new lease
We rock
​beyond mañana
A Malibu
​Breeze…
We drop the
​mama drama
We stop at the
​Bahamas!
We drink piña
​coladas!
Poppin' lockin'
​up the block
Drop it like it’s
​hot!
I’ll be downtown!
We could pay off the debts we
​owe!
We could tell everyone we
​know!
I could get on a plane and
​go!
We be swimmin' in dough,​
​yo!
[USNAVI/BENNY/SONNY/
VANESSA/GRAFFITI PETE/MEN]
No tip-toein'
We’ll get the dough ‘n'
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Who-oaa!
Once we get goin'
We’re never gonna
Stop tip-toein'
We’ll get the dough an'
Once we get goin'
We’re never gonna—
[SONNY/
PIRAGUA GUY/
DANIELA/CARLA/
VANESSA]
Ninety-six
​thousand
Ninety-six
​thousand
Ninety-six
​thousand
We’ll get the
​dough ‘n'
Once we get
​goin'
[USNAVI/BENNY/
GRAFFITI PETE]
What?!
What?!
What?!
What?!
We’ll get the dough ‘n'
Once we get goin'
We’re never gonna stop!
(DAN=Daniela, CAR=Carla, SN=Sonny, W=Women, M=Men)