I heard you good with them soft lips.. Yeah you know word of mouth.
Guess you lose some & win some, long as the outcome is income.
Nickel for my thoughts, dimes in my bed. Quarters of the kush shape the lines in my head.
Girls countin on me to be there like missin rubbers.
Baby girl you need to stop it, all that pride and self esteem got you angry bout this girl I'm wit in all them magazines.
Life is like a confused teacher...first she gives the test and then teaches the lesson