(Jay!) Fuck that. (This is it right here baby!). You know what it is. . Yo,. I used to have bad luck. Now you might see me in a Jag truck. Mad stuck, either with a dime or a bad duck.
I got all my friends we were more like blood. Pour the liquor till we drown. Livin' all these nights like it's all we got. Come to far to go home now.