I'M SO RICH, I CAN BOB AN APPLE WHEN I WANT ONE

I use to take a pickup full of whole corn, and cut it from the cobs,

I ate the corn kernels and sold the cobs, and made money by the gobs,

Then I made a million dollars,

Built a mansion in the hollers,

I bought a half barrel of floating apples, when I want one, I bobs.