MURS & SLUG

MURS & SLUG - Life Vegas lyrics

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Left the house at 10:50 bout to hit Sin City

In a new rental car

With a broad spinnin with me

Drove past Whiskey Beats, right past Primadonna

What's about to go down I could never tell my momma

No drama, just fun, getting drunk, yelling "Shotgun! "

Club of Kings, I'm already on one

And I won't pass out, I can drink for days

Catch me at 7am still dancing at Dre's

Boom! Ya heard!? BOOM BA BOOM

From the moon to noon we consume the room

From july to june, from womb to ya doom

Come groom this tune if not now, then soon

Talking to a chick with a purse full of black chips

About a half a glass before a mattress

Cigarrette ashes in her lap and a drunk laugh

Sloppy kisses offerin a tongue bath

The city that stays up all night, it's alright

Everyone wants their name up in tour lights

Hold 'em! Roll dice! Hit me! Place it!

Live by chance, life is like Vegas!

It's hotter than my bathtub water

Don't know yet? You better ask your daughter

Glance around and take in the festive

Hands down, from the crib to the deathbed

Las Vegas, where the long legs is

Looked through the Ace of Spades just to baitfish

Send a lucky hustler back to basics

Or load 'em up with enough to crash the gate with

Now Southwest got tickets going for the right price

And this MC won't miss no flight

Gotta holla at B, so hip-hop sight

I'm a need that cheese so the trip go right

Headin to the Octagon for some UFC

Me and homeboy D U S T

3G's cash and a card on me

We bout to blow it up for the 213

Now what happens in Vegas, you ain't supposed to tell

But I was front row seats watchin Dave Chappelle

Mandalya Bay, fool! At the House of Blues!

Didn't gamble that day, couldn't stand to lose

Mouth full of booze and I'm headed out to Cheetah's

Bought to get a lap dance from a skin tight diva

Bought to make a rap fan out this midnight creature

That's dressed like a school girl with plans for the teacher

She's startin' to yell again!

It's time to get lost! Why not?

Already made the dick soft

Caught the next flight, passed out at lift off

Back at the tribe where the shit's tossed

Cause the big boss is pissed off

Tipped off by a thick jawed pit boss

With one finger bit off

They were gettin ripped off

Fit for a quick loss, tricked off

Hittin off the top of the fish sauce

You gotta feel this modern vaudeville

Tall on pills sugar walls get filled

It's all built for the dismantled

Like the room gets billed for the sex channel

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere

The winds that blow there

That ain't got no cares

Keep the drinks full

Shoes laced up

Life Vegas, is what it's made of

Shopped at Ceasar's, maxed out Visas

Hard liquor shots till I caught amnesia

Rio, Bally's, Mustang Sally's

The reason L.L. never made it back to Cali

Gourmet foods, buffet booze

Where hookers don't hesitate to scuff their shoes

Everyone has a price, everything is for sale

Where it's hot as fuck, but fun as hell

VEGAS, BABY! YES!

This fucking song makes me wanna stop what I'm fucking doing and go right now!

If you're not 21. you don't know shit bout life till you been to VEGAS!

Everyone else on the strip right now is at Cheetah's

Slug, get in the car! We gotta pick up Ant!

I'm gonna start smoking cigarettes again, I'm gonna start drinking again, just for this shit

Naw, it's none of your business, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas

Shut the fuck up. VEGAS! YEAAAH! I LOVE IT! JACKPOT! Comp?

Put it on my room. I'm outta here, I'm going to Vegas! TURN IT UP!

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