Lyrics:
whoever, all I'm asking is you pay dues
I just bought a barrel full of bourbon and some quaaludes, ayy
This shit is getting me high
Bitch, I'm the pick
for
He'll pass it around on the candy floor
Once you take his little toys
He's gonna give you some quaaludes
Bill Cosby, mmm mmm yellow
Mmm mmm yellow
A blinker off a cartnite
The army outside and they
Tryna seize my quaaludes
Yeah
Woah
King of Fartlantis
Yeah it's fart_balls_
Flying at yah
5 trillion
Don't blame yourself
Don't blame yourself
If I'm being honest
Feel like Barry bonds
Off a quaalude, I'm in the Quasars
Please don't blame yourself
toda se me fue
Entre la coca y el quaaludes
Mi ingenuidad furibunda
Quería realizarse en la raíz de menos uno
Relámpago de impotencia
Se me rompió la
fue
Entre la coca y el quaaludes
Mi ingenuidad furibunda
Quería realizarse en la raíz de menos uno
Relámpago de impotencia
Se me rompió la cuerda en el
Lappen verwehren
Was haben wir im Kofferraum nur Kiloweise Schnee
MDMA, Crystal Meth, und dazu noch LSD
Benzos, Zigarren und dazu Amphetamin
Quaaludes und
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time, in quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time, in quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in
remember when I quit pretty good
See this here, this is where I chipped my tooth
Shot of vein in my neck and I coughed up a quaalude
On my last shot
My last
We oh we oh
Oh oh oh oh ah ah ah ah
Oh oh oh oh ah ah ah ah
It sure beats Quaaludes
It sure beats cocaine
Even Freud recommends it
Cause it
and dirty
She wears a high tech Devo Suit
She changed her name to Xerox
She hides Quaaludes in her boots
Oh, me, I'm all real embarrassed
When I hear
famous
Never talk to the pink paranoia, fuck
I just popped six Xans on a Quaalude
Shawty gave me head on that Adderall
G-wagons and Rovers, yeah I
like, "Leggo my Eggo"
I buss down Quaalude, fuck on a gay ho
Can't find a straight a ho but I ain't complainin'
Ask how my day go, I said, "Okay, ho"
home alone, blind to the prelude
Bust in, talkin' 'bout, "Where is the Quaaludes?" What you say fool?
Where in the hell is the search warrant?
No
home alone, blind to the prelude
Bust in, talkin' 'bout, "Where is the Quaaludes?" What you say fool?
Where in the hell is the search warrant?
No
for decoration
Fuckboys give me the heebee-jeebees
I got a hit list like the Yellow Pages
Hey, if she can suck a dick or snort a Quaalude
Then, ooh
think you're free
Chewing on Quaaludes and waiting
For World War Three
I don't want to live your pain
Everybody here wants a bit of my brain
I'm going
Fifteen year-old girlfriend home
She found mama's quaalude 'script
Took a few just right before the show
She is no beer drinker
She used the bathroom
on a 'fore day run
Hurtin' for sleep in the quaalude moonlight
Green hocker in a greyhound locker
Smokin' in the pygmy twylyte
Joined the bus
33rd seat
anymore
Bright lights, that made the city
Quaaludes on Christmas Eve and all the good times we've ever seen
The roles we played together
The slaps
highway
Yes, I almost died on a blue highway, hey-hey
On a blue highway
Singing, singing
Quaaludes and red wine for love
Yes, there's a time, a time
You sold me cheap
And I cried for help
You stayed with us through thick and thin
You sat and watched with Quaalude and gin
And clapped a lot
highway
yes, I almost died on a blue highway, hey-hey
On a blue highway
singing, singing
Quaaludes and red wine for love
Yes, there's a time, a time
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