Spose - Drugs, Girls, Money And Liquor Lyrics
A couple of things that'll bring a dude down, I'll tell ya in a secUh-Spose, OH, SEVEN,Drugs, girls, money, liquorCheck it out, hey, yo, I'm breaking up prescription drugs on Egyptian rugsToo blazed to be depicted thugs, blunts like "Huh, huh?"My zip-locks used to be in tip top form, like my hip-hop'Til one morn police swarmed the dorm (god damn! )One that didn't listen, ignored my inhibition with snorin' but they had warrants so now my parents *****in'No tuition because of my drug addiction 'Oh Ryan, you lyin'! ', Nah ***** it's non-fictionThese blonds and brunettes are god-damned ruthlessMy wallet's Somalian and starvin' it's quite retardedGirls, you can't take them out like the garbageWhen the dinner costs more than the rent for your apartmentThey want diamonds, islands, expensive bottlesI'm like "How about the dollar menu, at McDonalds?"But no girls is on their knees for fries and double G'sJeez, at least my right hand will ***** me for free!What's it all about?Drugs, girls, money, liquor have got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a foolIf you feel me say (yeah)Drugs, girls, money, liquor have got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)'Cause as long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a fool(SHUT THE ***** UP! )Spizzy still unequivocally ill, but no dealFrom Wells, like the girl from the ring, but no bling!No ice like summer, Bank balance a bummerCall my mom's house, they disconnected my numberI ain't stinkin' rich, but at least I don't stank***** irrational skanks at Ocean National BankI'm broke, but still breaking the Garcia figureFeeding at White Castle or sonic like (SEGA! )Muchos Cannabis, I'm a blunt analystBurritos, Fritos, Cheetos, and a sand-a-wichI got the munchies, dank smellin' funkyChunky blunts longer than a candle stick!Hey, I like herbal shit, Percocet, VicodinIt's like Heineken after HeinekenI freestyle and rhyme againAlso I'm drunk, trying to find shroomsAnd this slam-pic is starting to look like Heidi Klum(Oh yeah) OH YEAH!Drugs, girls, money, liquor got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a foolIf you feel me say (yeah)Drugs, girls, money, liquor have got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a fool(SHUT THE ***** UP! )And now it's 4 A.M., bag with stemsNo honeys, mo moneyAnd this liquor got me feeling crummyHug meIn a secluded room, or smokin' BuddhaThrice times wooted, find me where the food isOr-or, studderin' and pukin' shit upLike the second half of 2 girls 1 cupYep, demented exes, or pimpin' sluts'Cause I'm drunk like WHAAA-I DON'T GIVE A *****I'll be wilin', drunk dialin', freestylin'Zoned out, rockin' closed eye-a-lidsMe? I get higher whenI be smokin' out the pieceLike I'm preached on violinsThis liquor kicks into my liverBut ***** that, where the drugs at?Spizzy uninhibited drinkerGirl, you never find Ryan lyin' on the micBut you might find Ryan high lyin' on the dike(Oh yeah) OH YEAH!Drugs, girls, money, liquor got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a foolIf you feel me say (yeah)Drugs, girls, money, liquor have got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a foolIf you feel me say (yeah)Drugs, girls, money, liquor got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a foolIf you feel me say (yeah)Drugs, girls, money, liquor have got meMinding my dimes and nicklesBut still I'm (alright)As long as I'm myself it's coolI'm just trying not to be a fool(SHUT THE ***** UP! )(Yeah)x4Who got-who got smoke-(Yeah)x4Who got-who got smoke-(Yeah)x4Who got-who got smoke-(Yeah)x4
