Lyrics:
How I ride, why I ride, never really had ta try
I, I, I eeuuhh
Nevermind that, black jack
Needle to da mainline junk prepared in a head that
film by Stanley Kubrick.
First it's tragedy then farce then they'll kick you in the arse,
When you tempt the gods with arrogance and hubris.
Well
in the air
Cash in the air
Ca-ca-cash in the air
Cash cash cash cash
She's all packed by now
On her way to a flight going Southbound
No words, no sound
to me now
Would you hold your head up high in the air?
You don't have to pay your bills anymore now
You just have to eat my welfare bread
If I
obligation in the boodoir crystalize impurities to zero on the
autograph dirty characters sponges hunches hurling murder abundant lunches with the
city
Just frequencies in the air, no one's noticed here
Your magic's starting to look stale
Sweet hands motor minds, covering up these lines
Disbelief
Moneygrip's pocket's looking thick so I stick Slick
Hold it right here, hands in the air, I know you got the loot
Or better yet, face down on the ground,
at bikinis goin by in a|bass boat||Life is good and only gettin better|I got no worries livin free as a feather|My guitar floats, back porch is my boat|Just
get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out
When they put it on the air I put it in the hammer lane
I soon forgot myself and I forgot about the brake
I forgot all laws and I forgot about the rain
on the shores of Great Salt Lake
When they put it on the air, I put it in the hammer lane
I soon forgot myself and I forgot about the brake
I forgot about all
me only getcha by the gills
Everything will be alright
U and me by the Fireside
The bonfire's glowin' in Ur eyes
Just another day in Paradise
as a peacock
Bars is hot, beats is pumpin' like a ? box
[Chorus]
Shake it baby shake it
If you a real O.G. put your hands in the air with me, c'mon
Shake
Shark tanks and views millionaire cruise buying cars in twos
"Never lose" my motto since birth
Double up knots and crack spots
Snitches lead out by
Bobbi the waitress
Kept bringin' us beer
We got to laughin' so hard
We both sat there in tears
I was feelin' so good
I could stay there for years
By
be said in American headlines
Kennedy stretched and smiled
And got double crossed by lowlife goons and agents
Rich bankers with criminal connections
on Hennesey
And I, can never pay your bills
Cause I gotta keep it real, real, real
I got my key on the passenger side
So ain't no scrub in me, me, me
the victom of the shorties in my grill
Askin me to keep it real, but shorty I don't pay no bills
Do I gots the flex to get wit cha, paint you a cold picture
On the road, in the air
Across the sea, across the land
Going
Everywhere, meeting everyone
Around the globe, around your head
Across
Your soul, all
on, spinnin' 24's, openin' up Bentley doors
Drunk at the party, hands up in the air but still she sexy when she shake her body
That type of chick that
To get that speed
The coast looks clear tonight
And no one else in sight
As I'm counting out the bills
I see the lights over the hills
Oh fuck
Step
Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain
Mick so quick, at six foot six
Down to be picked by anyone but the Celtics
Oh what a handle could score from
With the soulblight came chaos and hate.
Few were those with hearts of purity
And forgotten were those who drowned in pity...
Brought by others.
There's a Vietnam Vet with a cardboard sign
Sitting there by the left turn line
The flag on his wheelchair flapping in the breeze
One leg missing
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