It's Saturday night and all is well, going out drinking gonna raise some hell, skeezers in the back, stuffing their nose, pulling out, 8-balls from their pantyhose.
Fighting and drinking on a Saturday night. Ain't no excuses, that's just our life.
Fighting and drinking on a Saturday night. Ain't no excuses, that's just our life.
Just our life.
Just... Our... Life.
Non-stop chillin', nothing to lose - Snickers - After hours with the Skarhead Crew, no money in my pocket, fist full of brews, non-stop chillin' is the life I choose.
I'm drunk again.
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