The Kid Daytona - Sam Bowie lyrics

rate me

I’m looking like Mike when he haired hair

Go challenge them at the dog contest, killing them bodies in square

I really doubt they have it to wear, for a cannel sound genious

The Lenin and his friends in the jail

You see what’s happening here, anything go nowhere

Mafia is snapping the pairs, selling spectacles in gase

Ha my bitch is best and you know that my best friend is the queer

Ha that nigga cool low, but now who don’t it showing up going through rows

She’s feeling easy in the studio, aha my life I feel it like I’ moving rough

For me don’t know if you find down,

I scorning so much that you need the time out

I’m face to face with the scarline, knowing bout the nigga,look it now like the star down

Facing women at the dinner table, aha, exactly face she makes on my stable

Exactly living long as I’m able, as long as your evil won’t ever let him blame

Bottom on my shoes or slippery, at that day I looked so small with no vanity

Selling though and I’m smelling like 15 degrees, separate relation from the paper only 6 degrees

See you on the Dallas on the double bed, ain’t belong to me but I’m touching that

‘Cause I wanna know this life is so love to friends, and there’s no such things is much to ask

Should have been number one but they infected me,

I know what you’re thinking: how they fuck they missed me?

Now niggas wanna call my phone, but there’s only a thing that I want to know

Where my money are, where my mother fucker money are?

Go in hell yea unless you come with cash

Where my mother fucker money are?