I act like an asshole Why don't ya'll stay in Let the man I tell what town this is But I know bill was a counterfeit Hye bartender, a top jar Gotta think about to dump this cop car I'm too slick, so fuck your I'm coolin in the with my custom pool stick My grandad must've the jazz When I you can hear my heartbeat snap All around the world, its the bar Wishin that the had some Gangstarr State to state, I chase But my stereo ate all my tapes So babydoll, you better up the attitude Or you ain't make it with me All the way to Rouge her mama, she make the milk pour On 94', too to read the billboard Got a room at the Best The guy at the front desk looks like Les Hush now, not a Shut the door, and lay your towel Ya'll run and figure out what its all about While I try to find a cure for this cotton I track of the miles I run But the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip through the hole of my ski Roll till we get to the Burbs for the gas Speed pass, Dodo I got my own lane, I don't for the popo So order up plate of oysters You talk so much, you makin my hurt Dental floss of the glove box locked on the classic rock With the mirrorball, From New York style parked outside of the court house The got a big ol butt My breath fog all the up Take a break from the grapevines Fill the and then spank the state lines Never make this mountain move, naw bound to lose But I that I could count on you Next on you (Is that true?) Wash my off in the rain Caught this fish now, the flame I only claim in my veins That's my crown and my name Gotta till they slash the price you catch a life But we can half the night with the dashboard light (Is right?) I'm sayin if its all a game, you can hang your pain In the hall of Don't me explain, that's my crown and thats my name
The pick call me Ali Baba I'm here to sell you magic water You might know me as and Malcom's father Rest in Eyedea and Sally Slaughter Its like ya'll