I only act like an Why don't ya'll in back Let the man I can't tell town this is But I that 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 corner with my custom pool My grandad must've the jazz When I bleed you can my heartbeat snap All around the world, its the bar Wishin that the jukebox had some State to state, I chase But my stereo ate all my favorite So babydoll, you better straighten up the Or you ain't gonna make it me All the way to Baton Call her mama, she make the pour On 94', too high to the billboard Got a at the Best Western The guy at the front looks like Les Nessman now, not a sound Shut the door, and lay towel down Ya'll run and figure out what its all about While I try to find a cure for cotton mouth I keep of the miles I run But the flask, say Southside, son Took a sip the hole of my ski mask till we get to the Burbs for the cheap gas Speed pass, Millenium I got my own lane, I wait for the popo So up another plate of oysters You talk so much, you makin my voice Dental floss inside of the box Radio on the classic rock With the mirrorball, Escape From New York Double parked outside of the court The windchill got a big ol My breath fog all the up Take a break from the rotten Fill the tank and then spank the lines Never make this move, naw you're bound to lose But I knew I could count on you Next rounds on you (Is true?) Wash my sins off in the Caught this now, light the flame I only whats in my veins That's my and that's my name Gotta wait till slash the price Before you a life But we can spend half the night with the dashboard (Is right?) I'm just 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 pockets me Ali Baba I'm here to sell you some magic You might me as Jacob and Malcom's father Rest in peace Eyedea and Sally Its that ya'll