Are you ready for the revolution my elocution is execution i am a electrocuted what the hell am i doing up no idea but catch a wiff of my fingers and you can still smell susan smell like a ashtray breath stinking of liquor pocket full of change and yesterdays get up same jeans that i had the day before laaaaa
guess i'm raps george best with a lot more cess a little more liquor and alot more sex
Chorus sometimes we take it too far knocked out, sick on my guitar and i hear them say oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my got lay my head down on the bar cause wiskey never taste good when i hear them say oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my god.
verse 2 the first look you make me shiver, sipper k, picking at yesterdays dinner the way i say things it figures im Paige thicker when i thing says spitters make her say uhhh get insain and wanna get in my way picker day when you wanna get with a rated star diss me not (im frisky) what still itching to get me cock in pixie lott
just call me raps george best with a lot more cess a little more liquor and alot more sex
Chorus sometimes we take it too far knocked out, sick on my guitar and i hear them say oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my got lay my head down on the bar cause wiskey never taste good when i hear them say oh my god, say oh my god, say oh my god.
i do drugs casue i like the bus go sleep wake up feeling like i tried to fight a bus bearly functioning alcoholic liveing life like a student but with a pop stars walllet always smiling with my new teeth two e's two cubes rules two 2ps