Strolling down the strip, we were straight strip Tipping all the dealers we straight 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 what was under skirts
Oh, we're just fucking They know we're just fucking around
Split it, hit it, win it, stick around for a Throw another in it; though, you'll 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 that you're rich and witty
Oh, just fucking around They don't know we're fucking around
I'd stinking from drinking My boys are AWOL I'm I needed a for the weekend On to the hotel the beacon I gave a tip to this chick it was a chip worth a grip but was it A wink and a key and I went to my 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 They don't we're just fucking around
Soon came and I'd been up for two days I had played the game with money and hos you know how it goes Our weekend had with all the hos we befriended But our had landed since we went home empty handed Come on and let's go, let's go hit the road for hours home go and get stoned and no one will know