Strolling down the strip, we straight strip tripping Tipping all the we were straight gin sipping Go gamble, fuck hos, everybody knows everybody smokes You can on our clothes A little bit of indo a little bit of Because we were kind of what was under their skirts
Oh, just fucking around They don't know we're just fucking
Split it, hit it, win it, stick around for a Throw another bill in it; though, be broke without credit You will be glad that you did, you'll be fucked up and faded With a gold digger who's pretty and thinks that rich and witty
Oh, we're just around They know we're just fucking around
I'd been from drinking My boys are AWOL I'm I needed a for the weekend On to the hotel with the I gave a tip to this chick it was a worth a grip but that was it A wink and a key and I to my room Oh, not two, there three different whores all for me What a time what a place won't remember my face
No one knows, oh, we're fucking around They don't we're just fucking around
Soon afternoon came and I'd up for two days I had played the same with money and hos you know how it goes Our had ended with all the hos we befriended But our egos had landed since we home empty handed Come on and go, let's go hit the road for four hours home We'll go and get and no one will know