Fifty five hundred for a new pair of titties I'll buy 'em like Jordans Give her a couple of thousands now she feelin' important Dick her down she'll be gone by the morning She got them ass shots that I like Pop a Addie we'll be fuckin' all night She say

I stumble towards it We will still be thick as thieves You built this portrait But don't give up on me In the wake of the Odyssey And guilty I may be You and me still thick as thieves Evidently we can't work it out I guess that courage ain't allowed

Beer or whiskey if you're with me, wet your lips Starting this night off so right with Just a sip, just a sip Gonna be mm hmm so good, mm hmm so nice What gives you courage to walk up to a ten in a bar What turns the nervous into a rockstar What gets you

It's time that I make time for that Take a deep breath of mountain air Put on my glove and play some catch Wade the shore and cast a line Look up a long lost friend of mine Sit on the porch and give my girl a kiss Start livin', that's the next thing on

Friends that come and go Yeah, they'll be there when you need them, They say that when you don't I could give up on my heroes Could let myself down, too But what would I do If I lost my faith in you? My faith in you Yeah, this world will turn its back

Yes I eat cow, I am not proud. Fill me in on your new vision Wake me up with indecision Help me trust your mighty wisdom Take my hand and give it cleaning Easy in an easy chair Poop as hard as rock

Gu-Gucci flip flops, fuck it, hit your bitch in my socks This a big watch, diamond drippin' off of the clock Pull the 6 out, wintertime, droppin' the top Give it to they pussy ass, turn the shit up a notch Gucci flip flops (fuck it), make it kick rocks

Lay your head down, lay your head down Don't pick it up Leave your clothes at the door Kiss your body before you give this love (Lay your head down) Looking at you now, baby, you a show-off Don't you slow down, baby girl, go off Let your hair down, let

Blacked out, like the clouds hanging over this heart of mine Not a shadow of a doubt, blacked out Blacked out, like it was in 1968 Like Johnny Cash any given day Like a Mach 1 Fastback Mustang These Ray Bans covering up my eyes I won't lie, it hurts like

Bad bitch know something (know something) Give her that money, go blow something (blow it) She want a rack 'til I pop something (rack) She want a trick, I'm not one (not one) Pull up and hop on a baddie (skrrr) She wanna text me the addie (text it) They