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