Testi:
Cheap Suits

up the wall Outlaw, pullin at the brick of insanity y'all I won't call, cue on one on two I'm on you like a cheap suit To the ground like a deep root,

write songs about being rude I got a porkpie, a bad attitude, a checkerboard tie and a three-piece suit I'm glad that I found this sound And I hope there's cheap

some time saying some things i didn't want to say convincing someone of something about me not a lie but not the truth in a way. Slipping into a suit

skin-tight pants do the E Street dance and everything's alright, Little kids down there either dancin' or hooked up in a scuffle, Dressed in snake-skin suits

ice ice Drick drink Old Gold Bitches wanna Volvo Woo shit was wo wo Now we got dat cocoa Tram tram palm palm Chicks call it swanton Of course we all suit

E murder major, ???? flavors, uh Listen to the coach you heard the players got schemin' targets Philly hoes boost clothes from out of Neiman Marcus Real hot, while your flashin' out, Gucci jean suit

are see-through I treat you like we in the same cell, but I'm Bugsy Siegel Smack your teeth loose, the street juice Go to court in cheap suits, givin

and Greg Street Maybe we can retreat, to get a bite to eat Take a night to sneak, to a tightless suite You can invite some freaks, but get it right I'm cheap

shake her ass to the beat,to the beat, clap clap skeet skeet, (skeet skeet) cause all i really wanna do' but she dont come cheap. Far as i no you a freak