Chorus: Might as well go for a soda...Nobody hurts and nobody cries Might as well go for a soda...Nobody drowns and nobody dies Might as well go for a soda
for love Might as well go for a soda Nobody hurts and nobody cries Might as well go for a soda Nobody drowns and nobody dies Might as well go for a soda
't forget your money, little honey We're all killers and blonde bunnies They dance for money My heart beats just like a cherry soda In the summer Go, go, go
want me to mess with her mind, hold up She mistook me for some high-roller when I won't buy a soda Unless it's rock and rye cola, Satan's cheaper Buy you a
on the side for the stinking Watch the task force task for look Marlboro It's a big chance, big pants Might guard him with my man's a type barber Better
seen my first half, And in that same backroom opened my worst half, A nigga lost so bad it was my worst math, Look like the shit you put off in a bird
the club, Remy, Rose When your maw ready say go, okay Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go "bow!" Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go "bow
a grip for the jeans, plus the slippers is clean No chrome on the wheels, I'm a grown-up for real If you feelin' like a pimp nigga, go and brush your
never said I really think the war on terror is a bunch of bullshit Just a poor excuse for you to use up all your bullets How much money does it take to really make a
before 12:11, 31 then go in And they gon get a table cause they flirt with the promoter Vodka and soda, pineapple and patrone Now hold up be a second, and pose for
make you spit like a python I meant Cobra, I'm so not sober I'm high like a Hollywood coffee or soda You can call me a roller Your grill's glistenin'
find us A brand new recipe? I got a Hot-Rod Ford And a two-dollar bill And I know a spot Right over the hill There's soda pop And the dancin's free
business. Smokin on a blunt in my own restaurant, People lookin from a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk, Reincarnated, spirit of a G. Beef? I'll make you dinner, take a
business Smokin' on a blunt in my own restaurant People lookin' from a distance think I'm big daddy cunk Reincarnated spirit of a G Beef'll make you dinner take a
I got a job making money for the man Throwing chicken in the bucket with the soda pop can Puke green uniform on my back I had to set it on fire in a vat
section in the club, Remy, Rose when you're all ready say go, okay everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go pop everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go
afternoon, You'll see, another truckload's comin' in for me, All for me, I'm singin' I love rocky road, So won't you go and buy a half gallon baby