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