Couldn't get a cab at half past five One drink wouldn't do it Two drinks are far too much I didn't know what i was doing I ate the floor and a pile of
a while, s'only one nigga left (left) And all'a y'all know my style (style) I spend dough but I still let it pile (pile) Mama shake ya thing Coochie
off at my house, and now I'm lookin' for a win-dow I can't see it, I'ma drop my pile on tha floor They got some niggas stuntin' in Benz, hey man, them
punctuated by her Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching Gizzard soft as a mane of needles His orifice icicles hemorrhaged By combing her torso to a pile
from the doll An ocean of insects Moved like a sheet The immovable fact Buried my mind In a horsehair coat In a pile On the floor Push it away
in [Mocha] The one boss bitch, not on that horse shit Honey I wanna score with, money, I'm all for it Speak the raw shit, they on the floor quick Prepare
' now fight Infamous buckin' all night Burnin' em' after a light Chorus x2 (crunchy blac) Slip, slide come and take a ride To my fuckin' stash pile
it up, turn it up...) Let's go. 3121. Hey mommy - It's loco right? 3121. Come on. Through the gates. Knock on the door. Put your clothes in a pile, on the floor
a player With your ass in the air Takin your underwear's off Cause I just dont care Dead in the middle of the dance floor Naked, oh yeah Take it
it to the left just laying there No other thing is luck like that And you set it said it said nothing Went to the party very discouraged I watched the litter pile
: I built a big pile of peanut shells on the sawdust floor I winked at every pretty girl comin' in and out the door Yellin', "Hey bartender, how 'bout
than triremes row Drowning slow His memories persist Out beyond the telescopes prowl Up above the towers touched up pile He realized, this mystery is his Underneath the ocean floor
stutter just a bit but that's ok I'm not walkin' too good that's true I got a broke ass limp that'll pull me though I might appear to be a pile of rags
up and I blow it Four times with rhymes, look and stop for signs Detour, go back, hit your brakes and stop You're just a floor that's dirty toy, come
it You want it You know just how to get it and you will Oh, yes you will You started punchin' And started screamin' I seen my face scattered on the floor
bogus, til his rise began Phillies stacked his grand played the brokest til he seemed hopeless, soon to be the dopest, cat comin Track stunnin, fame singin, his name ringin Money starts to pile
the kitchen My father on the floor Watching television It's a wonderful life Cinnamon candles burning Snowball fights outside Smile below each nose And above each chin Family all together Presents piled
for chow My first prison meal the whole feeling was foul It wasn't quite my style but my stomach growled So I washed the shit down and hit the weight pile