The house is burnt to ashes I'm no longer in between R.I.P. R.I.P. You and me I count the empty bottles upon the bar But I give up, I can't count that
house is burned to ashes I'm no longer in between R.I.P., R.I.P., you and me I count the empty bottles upon the bar But I give up I can't count that
is burned to ashes, I'm no longer in between, R.I.P, R.I.P, you, and me. I count the empty bottles upon the bar, but I give up I can't count that far
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oh) And it don't stop (oh) And it don't quit (oh) And I miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) I just miss you (oh) Homie I'll never forget you (no) [Verse
shingle Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Ah erra Oh Oh Ah Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Oh Ah Poo Poo Ca Ca [ Verse 2 ] Erra Erra Eric swallowed
P, we reppin' it So, turn it up (turn it up) [3x] C'mon baby, just Pump it (louder) [6x] And say, oh oh oh oh Say, oh oh oh oh Yo, yo Turn up the radio
you chop it What the Fuck boy Bitch ass niggaz They can't stop us We turn a Profit P-P-P-P-Profit the Profit We make a P-P-P-P-Profit, Profit Yeah in
homie Oh you ain’t think I knew that s-h-i-t? Sydney portea what dey do? Haha, my president is black I’m important too though, my Lambo’s blue I was, I
Hey! ) The following is not a test, DJ! Traemelo p'atras, trae traemelo p'atras, Traemelo p'atras, trae traemelo p'atras, Traemelo p'atras, trae traemelo p
a man, then a mobster If it dies, let me get my last swig of Vodka R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta Went from turntables to MP3's From "Beat
me home from school anyway Okay Oh Romeo the cutest boy I know I know, I know So let me be your girlfriend They call me lil' P, I represent the CP3 Calliope
and a cross A cross that I didn't see until I was nailed to it for believin' at all That I could ever be accepted the way I saw it I mean I knew it would
and only rom me oh I got more dough than cookie shops so I sign more chests than Nike stores sold I'm kinda like Ness, I go wherever the money go I mean
her name record release party I rather fuck with rihanna and I dont even know shawty My alibe is I had to lie I kiss and dont tell and hit and oh well I
