Don't know your songs but they know mine
That's why I got gigs just like Joe Grind
After the show I be rolling mine
Don't care bout the no smoking sign
I used to dream about a pink Impala
22's up on that bitch, I want it sittin' proper
I want a mansion for my baby momma
Now they want me 'cause I'm gettin' gwalla
If tonight was my last night, I would keep on countin'
'Til the reaper got ahold of me then I would take my last flight
Where ever did you go? I've been waitin' for weeks
I don't think I'm gonna make it, but don't take it from me
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