Strolling down the strip, we straight strip tripping Tipping all the we were straight gin sipping Go gamble, fuck hos, everybody knows everybody dope You can smell on our A bit of indo a little bit of girls Because we were kind of curious was under their skirts
Oh, just fucking around don't know we're just fucking around
Split it, hit it, win it, around for a minute Throw another bill in it; though, you'll be broke credit You will be glad that you did, 'cause be fucked up and faded With a gold who's pretty and thinks that you're rich and witty
Oh, just fucking around They don't know we're fucking around
I'd been stinking from My are AWOL I'm thinking I needed a room for the On to the hotel the beacon I gave a tip to this chick it was a chip a grip but that was it A and a key and I went to my room Oh, not two, there were three whores all for me What a time a place they won't remember my face
No one knows, oh, we're just around They don't know we're fucking around
afternoon came and I'd been up for two days I had played the same with money and hos you know how it goes Our weekend had with all the hos we befriended But our egos had landed we went home empty handed on and let's go, let's go hit the road for four hours home We'll go and get stoned and no one will