to spill Henney on And been a don since lotto's and Benneton Some people say that I am not the same girl They say I think that I am in my own world
Cool and Dre Back on the motherfuckin' Westside L.A.X niggas, yeah Y'all know who the fuck I am I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I swear Disappear in
like clean money, I want my riches to be filthy Cause with that retirement fund I can't touch until I'm 60 So what am I supposed to do, Roll in two Stand
all the nothings in your life Mix them with the some thing's in your life Speak to me My name is Joy, I am thirty And I was born on the 13.2.60 I work
tea Whether put the door when they give peace to me When you see me in the street Me giving up struggle with the man that stares And I am the I am that
Can I smoke in here Can I sit down Am I bothering you Are you alone Is my tie on straight Do you rate me polite Do I need a shave Do I seem alright Names
me a little throwback Throw it at me, don't worry, I can take that Call me hick, hillbilly, hell I'm proud to be what that makes me I like a 60's truck
This isn't who I am From confidence to self doubt in 60 seconds Storming stages and stereos From here to there Trying to prove that I belong Trying to
't make it It aint gonna do me any good And please don't offer me your modern method I'm fixin' to carve this out of wood From Nogales to Magdalena There are 60
Written by Michael Bacon "Hey man, how great were the 60's?!" - "Well...uh..." MB Overweight 60's rock star, staring from the TV screen Begging
! Hey! Chorus: I am sick and you are healthy! You are rich and I am filthy! Con-grat-u-la-tions on all your Success! I am poor and I am happy, Your
our first date? You said ???ello?and I smiled, but now I??¦ on my way But what??? his name? You??®e beautiful, yeah you??®e a babe But I am never coming
Don't like clean money I want my riches to be filthy cause with everytime it's fun I get done til I'm 60 So what am I supposed to do Roll in two Stand
the dash to bring her good luck. She never breaks down, she never gives up, Still goin strong. Got a job in the city, get up before dawn, Drive 60 miles
I wish I wish a mother fucker would I am living life and get money like I fucking should I am on another level that make you understood oh you aint understanding Nigger I am
and swallows me up like an atom; by thought I comprehend the world.] Hey Mister Paper Better get your story straight We're not from the 60's And it'
seeing doubles man two dogs in a huddle Aa goddamn now diggidi daze I biggidi blast On right one and smoke that azz Now kurupt dont even set trip Yellin' long beach 60
man two dogs in a huddle Aa god dame now diggidi daze I biggidi blast On right one and smoke that azz Now kurupt dont even set trip Yellin long beach 60