2 acessos
Money doesn't grow on trees
So why do they keep picking all the leaves?
Never mind, I just found out its christmas eve
Homeless people need to eat
There's a heathen in my sheets
Man she's not planning to leave
Jokers see but don't believe
Man, I'm probably on some things you can't conceive
Assassinate me like a creed
Hol' up
Got us running from the po' po'
John lennon on yoko (aye)
Tell me something that I don't know (aye)
Take me somewhere where we won't go (aye)
Your relationship and status
Got me redder than a radish, baby
We the baddest, baby
You should come get at us, maybe