Buffering, buffering cause you ain't got no words I can see you suffering That ain't no lie, you just think you fly You would be more legit lip syncing Ice, Ice Baby
By Felix Foster6 years ago in Poets
Ignored like a ghost in the wind Not sure if I truly exist I feel I have become no more than a faint memory Maybe it is for the best
You think I'm I'm a lazy slob cause You never see me hold a job I count my money in the closet You have already lost it Just call me the money counter ching, ching, ching