blink 187

i'm cash bitch

salt water in my bath bitch

candles lit

my dope rolled

i'm living life on that lavish shit

rare stone cover the wall

bamboo cover the floor

body scrub made of diamonds

shining while i clean my pores

blade exfoliates

my brothers

they on the way

if you choose to fucking stay

you gonna' be on first 48

my blood is full of drugs

you act like a fucking thug

we know you a fucking bitch

we know you a fucking scrub

coming down clean

bitches know it's me

rolling up my weed

i don't want to leave

blade on me

i hope you'll never try

i don't want to be the reason that you die

i don't want to be the reason that you die

say it ain't so

i will not go

turn the lights off

carry me home

keep your head still

i'll be your thrill

the night will go on

my little windmill

the night will go on

my little windmill