I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll sell water to a well
I was born to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the roof gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow orders
D-ckface, get your s-it straight, f-cker this is Big Jay
I, hahahaha (you don't know what you're doing, doing, doing)
Will—not—lose—ever
F-cker!
It's funny, I'm suffering from insomnia today and 2 of the first 4 songs I randomly picked start off with someone waking up; Earache My Eye (the original version from the Wedding Album) and the Black Sheep song. Weird how that works. The Beatles songs were on purpose.
One hit wonder of 80s ...
funny how this pops in my head and leads to that
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