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One for the money, two for the show Three for the claw shrimp, four for the flow Penny Arcade where the first one's free The second one costs but
down to the rides on east parade, By the lights of the palace arcade And watch night coming down on the sovereign light café I'm begging you for
watch your back Cause someone Someone might run up Watch out for slimy slugs Slippin' & slippin' & slippin' away You know those grimy grubs Always wanna
like lilac Baddest bitch in the room, tapped that, iPad Drink away the pain tryna get rid of my past Hop up on the mic drunk reciting my raps Say she
the dog-end of a day gone by Stub out the dog-end of a day gone by, boy Don't let the smoke get in your eyes Well the drunk outside the Wendy Is becoming
Under Thatcher's unfeeling guidance the scenario is one year early. With the cold mechanism of the pin ball arcade We're flicked around as numbers by
I fly away On nights that I go to sleep drunk No plans the next day So I drift and sway as I go to sleep drunk At home in beds The only place I'd
bit of change, she a game in an arcade (Time crisis) Not a second to lose I'm the motherfuckin' Bible, that's forever the truth And this is not
a pro I just thought I'd let you know you Can't take my brew away from me... [Bizzy] I gulp my 40 kinda slow; I like to savor it And while the niggas try
being modest Cause I'm a motherfucker, your momma is in the bondage I promise I bomb it, drunk with powerless Gin and Tonic Where I'm from niggas'll
Yeah, what's up babygirl? I got a little question I want to ask You know what I'm sayin' I want to know if you can Uh- if you can get away Cause you
are walking by staring at me pre-pubescent faces are coming a little too close i don't even remember if i have on any underwear i get up and walk away
Hitler was took down by the X AVION team she is mean In the Slavic countries A stupid girl runs away for no reason Ivona will bomb us soon In the Slavic
My mom is a thug with the bomb-diggy bud And her palm on her gun Just for blastin that ass Actin insane for the platinum chain And her new album's
The highest niggaz in the industry, 40 Water you drunk as me? Anytime Numskull (then lets get keyed) (we the drunkest niggaz in the industry)
the wind blows through You wandered away from your childhood home Nobody cared to trace The tracks you laid You traveled by night And you traveled
swing of Tiger Woods, golf club That won the masters, by a landslide So pass that grass green cashman jacket This way, so I can swerve that a-way On my
He was already drunk, and becoming slightly pompous; the pub jukebox blared in the corner, and outside, crowds flowed with supernatural ease through
in the shark tank Beef with us will make ya death sooner if it's far away I'm a hard head, ballin hard as Timmy Hardaway I live by that Art of War,
niggas and my niggarettes Let's do it like this I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine Let's take it back to '79 I bomb atomically, Socrates'
niggas and my niggarettes Let's do it like this I'ma rub your ass in the moonshine Let's take it back to '79 I bomb atomically, Socrates'
face with a Mach razor Then walk away from her cause I'm a heart breaker This ain't an arcade or a game at all Crossing me on an off day is like Tossing
Hydra Yeah, I met this shawty at the club Surrounded by her squad Normally I’m reserved, but that night I was buzzed I watched her hit the dance
away from your childhood home Nobody cared to trace the tracks you laid You traveled by night and you traveled alone Came to rest at a penny arcade
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