Lyrics:
Dirty Cash *echoes*
Dirty Cash *echoes*
Yeah, uhh
[singers] Uhhh! Blue Angels, Blue Angels, Blue Angels!
Yo, yo, yo
Yo it's the ghetto diplo',
I'm feeling blue, so I'm chasing these blues
Yea, yea, wait
No I ain't waiting, I ain't stopping for you
No, no, no
I'm in the mood, know what's
me, it's a vibe
Catchin feels, catchin flights
Reporting live from Paradise
I'm big chillin'
Surrounded by big bottles, palm trees and beautiful women
Roll me out in your folding bed
Last night you're unforgiven
Got a big rock inside my head
I get beat by women
Take your time finish your wine
Pretty
It's All We Have
Poem by Stavros (aka: Poet 168)
Reading T.S. Elliot
After two books of
Bukowski is like getting hit
In the dick by a midget
The women talk sweetеr here on the outskirts
A boyfriеnd will knock you out
For tyring to flirt
The songs hit different when written
And sang by us
How did I get here? How did I get you?
How did a boy from nowhere
Catch them ocean view eyes, so blue
Damn girl, lay 'em on me again
Way outta my
sippin'it
Puttin' a clip in it
Trimmin' it off the women
I'm swimming
It's odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm trippin'
Your flow's
Puttin' a clip in it
Trimmin' it off the women
I'm swimming
It's odd to me your words are kind of drippin'
I'm trippin'
Your flow's non-existent bitches
(Oh yeah) the fancy cars
The women and the caviar
You know who we are
'Cause we're pimpin' all over the world
The fancy cars
The women
Tempted by women they takin my money smokin to help me forget where i'm at
Pull up the party bitches been buggin lookin for something to help me relax
Hop
I'm in my 7 deExplainuce kelis with the slappin' bat
With the slappin' bat, with the slappin' bat
I got that rag top Impala with the French blue
for them out of the blue
Volts for us we'll hit the heights for you
I come by cloud, I come by storm
When the pressure drops, when cool meets warm
These are honky tonk women
Tryin' to give me, give me, give me their honky tonk blues
I met a gin-soaked bar-room queen in Memphis
She tried
Left Brain, Wolf Haley
Golf Wang, Free Earl, uh
Goddamn I love women
Daydream about penis being in 'em
Meet them with a big grin with a MAC-10
all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women
But she never escaped my mind
And I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was
Fuck, check her out
The chick by the door
Yeah, she's a surly little girl
I think I've seen her in here before
With that waist
And them high-top
(Young Women!)
Knowingly exploited
(Young Women!)
By engineering boys and
(Young Women!)
Their advertising brethren
Every TikTok Twerk is unpaid sex-work;
black brown First Nation
mujeres
We been doing this for ages
For my sisters locked in cages
Women that didn't get to make it
Killed by police left bloody
but somehow I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money
(Oh yeah) the fancy cars
The women and the caviar
You know who we are
'Cause we're pimpin' all over the world
The fancy cars
The women
I just can't seem to drink her off my mind
It was honky tonk women
They gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
There was a divorcee in New
You're looking pretty snazzy
In them alligator shoes
I bet a man like you
Ain't never had the blues
There ain't a lady here
Looking for your
the woman that I left behind
This blues ain't nothing but a baby's cry
This blues ain't nothing but a bowl of dust
And when a women gets the blues she takes
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