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Hot Chip Out At The Pictures

It's on every street, it's fuckin' cheap, sometimes you find up in your mind.. are you at the pictures, or out at sea? it's better this way, trust you

It's on every street, it's fuckin' cheap, sometimes you find up in your mind.. are you at the pictures, or out at sea? it's better this way, trust you

It's on every street, it's fuckin' cheap, sometimes you find up in your mind.. are you at the pictures, or out at sea? it's better this way, trust you

out so let the pain out, once i hopped in the train, i never came out the same while, the individual from the playhouse stayed out at the bar and drank out i'm straight out

at The Palms where it ain't no drama Hugh Hef' thugged out wearin' Layzie pajamas House coat, pure silk, party hard for days Pretty girls up in here wearin' Lay-gerie It's my brand new line, hot

Get your ass out, fuck if you pass out Walk over to ya man, pull the cash out Put it in my hand, watch a nigga mash out Walk back to your car, with your

cat fall, hittin' from the cap to the Sarge Can't see me back in the yard, two wacks back to the wall Use the two gat stash pack in the wall Picture

' bitches shed tears, take a look at my career Now the shit's swell when I get up to 70 in the Coupe Peep the wing when I hope out the tail, tell 'em

mean it could be the bankman Person at the gas station filling up your tank, fam Lady at the front stand Or rap poison your relish right in the center babe Pictures