Lyrics:
my line, gotta hit you with the decline
Oh, now you tryna fall through?
Where were you?
Whenever times was bad, you went ghost
I fled to you when I
Brrr! Get that money watch it fall to the ground
Get that money, can you count it by the pound
Get that money watch it fall to the ground, get that
I can tell it's getting hard
I don't wanna see it fall apart
Your whole world come crashing down
But under the white string lights
Could see a sky
to pass out, find me drunken on the sofa
Lines on the table, scratches on the knees
Pills on the floor, surrounded by your weed
This substance is my gospel
a life time get snorted like some white lines get broken like a phone line
Now we all fall down
Harder now
If it's the night time I'm lookin for the right
up why'all
Chorus: T-Bo says first line with Snoop (1X only)
[T-Bo]
You know who I want to be, that white boy, that everybody talk about
The one
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
Carefully cut within the lines
Chiseled deep from all the lies
And carved away
Held together by a tie
A string of thorns and cries
A history full
White line fever
A sickness born deep within my soul
White line fever
The years keep flying by like those highway pole
The wrinkles on my forehead
[E-40] White girl (x8)
(White girl" continues to repeat 8X in background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
[E-40]
hazy with fire light
Gone in a daze of champagne and white lies
Fine lines teasing the corners of my eyes
Speaking of lazy days gone by
Isn't it crazy
horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I stroll to the front of the VIP line
Straight in I go, headed straight to the bar
I got
And appreciative of the rarity of my existence
'Cause I got chillin' by the million
Tranquilo by the kilo, nigga, nigga
And I got kilos by the speedboat
And I
the government's political prisoners
They are locked up falsely by this white man
So tell me why you
Changed to choose a new direction, in the blink of an eye
the Twits run erratically along five white lines)
They've got to walk along this straight line without failing over and
Oliver's over at the back there, er,
Ch-chea
It's Tave Getem
Pussy
Yeah white give u power thousands by the hour
Off white tan hard or u can get some powder
I'm talking white power
down the wrong road
And living by the wrong code
And chasing after dreams that don't come true
Looking for the right signs
And riding on the white
that white
Dope, dope, dope, either some fent or some soap
White, white, white, white, we need that white
Dope, dope kill one fiend the lines out
fall in line
White noise
It gets me all the time
Bad choice
Makes me fall in line
cll of your secrets
Written in gold
They may not shine so bright
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