there before Drink up my friend Oh, oh , come on drink up my friend Before you go Oh, oh , we?ve been down there before Drink up my friend Drink up my friend Drink up my friend
dreams this is my life, this is my life [Verse 2: Willie D] I just got word: my uncle done died but ain't no tears on my face cause I done already cried
100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo Platinum status, yeah, what up, what up? Stick around Yo, I plan to live a life a-glamour like my man Tony Montana
to do? See, my friend right here Can hold his liquor But my friend right here Is getting sicker yo, he started beef with my homie over what?
hear me friend? Illuminati want my mind, soul, and my body Secret society, tryin' to keep they eye on me But I'm stay incogni', in places they can't find me Make my
what you think you no-floats, and row boats when u hit below dont say doh,.meew!meew! got to get out of here! slur my esses, then you blur my message
lady lover A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz And get endz and commit sins with sick friends '
sound of getting thrown up that's the ground has my hustle stumps? I make a fist to keep my brady in the bunch well that means my fettuccine is just piling up
What did I just show ya, real lyrics doggone ya Look inside my rap book at every text my man And see that I got, more essays than the Mexican The Messiah that's feared
in the fire Ask yourself why you are so tired Listen up, listen in This is an intervention Friends are here, family near Overcome all of your fear Take a chance, sober up
smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skinz and get endz and commit sins with sick friends Cause I'm a money
my ambitious brother pours some poison in my ear. And before my body's even cold he's wearin' my pajamas, Layin' up in my bed with my crown on his head
bitch like I fucked up a papsmear Cat's stear outta my way and split as I switch to my fast gear The fact's clear Rappers, they act queer, lappin' up
if was a spliff we'd be all fucked up [Word up!] No need to ask you who is he, Son I get busy Scuff my Timbs on the boulevard of many ruff cities [Chicago
what up Got Christian and Dino in the house Fear Factory action Kick off this new joint here for all my homies Separating the true breeds My friends
like I missed my little brother growing up Feel like my little brother missed his brother growing up But this is Golf Wang, like he missed his family growing up
