Lyrics:
till the fall
There's Harry and Chris down the harbour
And Kenny and Anthony Drew
And Gene and Ray are startin' their day
Every morning at quarter past
back bein cool on this sunny day (hot)
Stock investments on my mobile I'm gettin paid (money)
Feet kicked up now im looking like Johnny cage (Johnny
till the fall
There's Harry and Chris down the harbour
And Kenny and Anthony Drew
And Gene and Ray are startin' their day
Every morning at quarter past
till the fall
There's Harry and Chris down the harbour
And Kenny and Anthony Drew
And Gene and Ray are startin' their day
Every morning at quarter past
dole'
I love the 1980's
I love the 1980's
Yep
Johnny Barnes, 'Too drunk to fuck', get that solvent, suck it up
And I love the 1980's
I love the 1980's
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Johnny "guitar" watson (guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Johnny "guitar" watson (guitar, vocals)
Ike willis (guitar, vocals)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
the haters gotta goal
(I wear my shields)
When my Brooke's on, Brooke's on
Brooke's on, Brooke's on
(Yeah)
Fuck ya Ray bans, don't try to provoke me
With ya
speaking on my fame
Me and Ray Ray ubereating
Tryna come up just to eat
We ont never speak on beef
Gave my love to the streets
Til this day it's fuck
In chat comme des garçons
Io johnny deep in blow
E che impressione dai
Se poi impressioni me
Non scordo ho i terabyte
Mi sparo un'altro shot
Per
like blue ray
When they get a lil money they mood change
I treat all of these bitches like loose change
I might blow all this shit at the blue flame
Yea
Money books fall off the page
I can tell they fake
I'm not Johnny Cage
Scorpion in rage
No face come with a case
They swear to god
I swear to me
Judging
I'll give a nigga they props, but in the end I'm still conceited
I'm the hardest out and that's just how a nigga see it
Shit, Stevie even see it
Ray
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