I only act like an Why don't ya'll stay in Let the man I can't tell what this is But I know that was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think about to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so your bullshit I'm coolin in the corner with my custom pool My must've played the jazz I bleed you can hear my heartbeat snap All the world, its the same bar Wishin that the jukebox had Gangstarr State to state, I fate But my ate all my favorite tapes So babydoll, you better straighten up the Or you ain't gonna make it me All the way to Rouge Call her mama, she make the milk On 94', too to read the billboard Got a at the Best Western The guy at the front desk like Les Nessman Hush now, not a the door, and lay your towel down Ya'll run and figure out what its all about While I try to find a cure for this cotton I track of the miles I run But the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the hole of my ski till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas Speed pass, Dodo I got my own lane, I don't for the popo So up another plate of oysters You so much, you makin my voice hurt Dental floss inside of the box Radio on the classic rock With the mirrorball, From New York style Double parked outside of the house The got a big ol butt My breath fog all the up Take a break the rotten grapevines Fill the and then spank the state lines Never this mountain move, naw you're bound to lose But I knew I could count on you Next rounds on you (Is true?) Wash my sins off in the Caught this fish now, light the I claim whats in my veins That's my crown and that's my Gotta till they slash the price Before you catch a But we can half the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm just if its all a game, you can hang your pain In the of fame Don't me explain, that's my crown and thats my name
The pick pockets call me Ali I'm here to you some magic water You might know me as Jacob and Malcom's Rest in peace and Sally Slaughter Its like ya'll