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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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
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
freeze in it (oh) So I can ball in it (oh) hit them ball in it (oh) Throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 (?) in it (oh) Im a rich boy I aint gotta steal
? Over and out, movin' with swift Celsius, I melted him down Jet movin' up, level seven seven six oh With Darth Vader and 3P0 R2-D2, me too, comin' to
car (Boy) all I say is (Oh Boy) Look mami I'm no good I'm so hood Clap at your soldiers sober then leave after it's over Killa, I'm not your companion
with the killer when I'm goin down Nigga please, no r.i.p.'s for these westside gees I fires up the stick, grabs the nine and the clip Which I stash by
wanna see me R.I.P? Empty da clip inna nigga before i D-I-E Prayin on my downfall like B.I.G. I be in da cockpit ridin dirty like T.I.P. Popo pull me
Yeah, Paris, hey, La Fouine, bande d'enfoires, 78, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, La Fouine... [La Fouine] Reste en chien, Tu Veux nous faire un crom' mais tu
