Lyrics Bones – AutumnLeaves
Text:
Bones:
No Glock in the dashboard
No need to grab yours
Blade in my jeans, you can get it if you ask for it
Let me ash, boy
Every time I see your bitch, she always wanna chat, boy
Kool G Rap:
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Bones:
Young white renegade
Feelin’ like it’s seventh grade
Backpack, razorblades
Bitch, I’m in the trash-can
Fresh squeezed lemonade
Ash while I’m sipping
I look like Nick Lachey so my girl like Jessica Simpson
I ain’t whippin’ or pimpin’
I’m at the house relaxin’
Don’t know that you girl’s with me relapsin’
I hope the day that you die, there will be nobody there for you (nobody there!)
I hope the day that you die, there will be nobody there for you (So I’ll be there for you)
I hope the day that you die, there will be nobody there for you (nobody there!)
Kool G Rap:
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Living the life of Riley, packing 50 Cali’s
Rocking Lizard Bally’s while we do a drug deal in a dark alley
Album
Bones – Bones - Cracker
