Lyrics:
on me, ah, alright
Well, they say the sky's the limit
And to me, that's really true, ah
But my friend, you have say nothing
Just wait 'til I get through!
it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas
Whatever happens in my room,
the life we chose (uh) where friends become foes
And the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know (uh)
This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
for the day he got smoked
Choke, off this anecdote got you ope
Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Colt
And I'm out for nine nickel (INS
These hoes his dick’s teased by high noon
We’ll see who got the quicker draw
Twist up a sycamore from door
To the liquor store
Hell and back who got
really wanna get fucked up, just let me know
We can smoke 'til there's no more lighter fluid to do it
Let's get into it
You're smoking with
than I haven't
We stayed up smoking rocks til after seven
You reminded me there's no tweaker heaven
Let's get another ounce down by the quays right now
A heavy heart lighting that's just what my ransom is
All apologies, I bear the cross I wear the blame
We in the same group but I don't share my brothers
Any motherfucker wanna disrespect
Playing with fire finna get you wet
How'd it feel down there on your knees, ah
I got these girls like a soldier
Chorus: Money over here money over there/Pistol on the counter chopper by the stairs/I be makin' fee I be makin' fare/Get it poppin ni**a we can take
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
a cigarette
I'll drink it down 'til there's nothin' left
'Cause I sure can't get no sleep
And Lord knows there's no relief
You held my heart in your
down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion
down, split it up, get your laugh on
See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on
There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on
I never lose the passion
Fort Lauterdale. There we are. We were rehearsing... or
there we were... we were rehearsing and all of a sudden, all of a sudden just like that, we get
we finally get together and
I can call you mine
I'm packin' my bags for the very last time
There's no reason to run
There's no reason to hide
You're my
and deliver 'til
They pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self
But I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by
Then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna
but feeling we're acting like lovers do
Why can't we just address it?
Why don't we start undressin'
'Til there's nothing between us
In between us,
We been desensitized since we were seized
By corporations death by the machine
What do ya do when there is nothin' to do
You are a fool uh
Government's
do both til the sun comes up
And we never get enough
Champagne by the lake baby
It's gettin late baby
I'm still wide awake baby
Won't you lay with me
Most kings get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'til you reach the top
Keep on coming if they ready or not
Most kings get their heads cut off
somethin' man, your ass is grown
Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it
greater need
To treat each other as we'd like to be
It's a gas just knowing what is yet to come
Not unless we get together
Got to get together one by
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