high or go dry) we either(all: go dry) (paul: high and dry) (ben: no...)either get it high or go dry (paul:high and dry) (ben:we either go) (mark:high or dry
high or get dry Yeah, yeah (All: Either get high or go dry) We either (All: Go dry) Paul: High and dry Ben: No... (Either get high or go dry) Paul: High and dry
Traduzione: A1. High And Dry.
["You're a barbarian, a savage" plays x12 and throughout the song] [Verse 1:] I'm a barbarian a savage, fully and semi automatic A manage hustler with
cause I work Rolex I gives a fuck about a nigga and a punk-ass bitch I'm with the 415, my name is Young Richie Rich Just a fresh young brother, no preservatives
high tonight [Hook] [Outro:] I wanna get high I'm gonna get high I wanna get high I'm gonna get high I wanna get high I'm gonna get high
it? Does it babble about nothing like a drunken atheist? We could run that Or' Wells '84 war For the room 1 on 1 z-tour Till he try and fidgets with his
a horse the rider was lost For want of a rider the battle was lost For want of a battle the kingdom was lost And all for the want of a horse shoe There is a
glock dem a beat Dem a drop dung a street And a we a drop dung a street Chat dem a chat seh [Outro:] Hey... Weed and grabalicious Hmhm Yeah... I gotta
it back so do nuh mek him send a bailiff Me kick back pon di beach and me a sip a Baileys And me a memba how much hurricane and how much near miss But
and contraband Karma cut me clean as if I asked for it Seven travels offered states with a case and fake passport I want to shelter everybody from the snakes And
Bobbito... la familia now finito! It's deep tho, its like my soul was stole by the repo Resowed in Carlito, and retold on Tivo Ice cold wit a ego, dice rolled and
just go for the kill And punch straight through it, these niggas straight foolish Thinking life is amusing, party and bullshit Hoes, games, and liquor, a
There was a little boy and there was a little girl And they lived in an alley under the red sky. There was a little boy and there was a little girl And
bone a go fry A guy still a chat a coppa shot wi reply Fi murder some now wi gonna plea and a cry and seh [Chorus:] A guy a spy dat fi die coppa shot
money and smoking Hoping we could do this again and again and again and again yo I feel your pain I'm leaving your mouth dry your man can't do this ma
