Текст песни Hollywood Undead - Cashed Out

[Verse 1: Funny Man] This is my life Where the fuck do I begin? I'll take what you got This is Hollywood Undead Motherfuckers looking at us When they want that bread Got us on a world tour And it never ends Making moves, cashing checks And I'm out the door Couple bottles, fifteen hundred Your ass on the floor Loose, vivid visions And I think I'm losing all control My body's frozen, take a hit Now it's time to go This rockstar shit No, it ain't a day job But I treat it like one That's 'cause I'm a fucking snob Champagne bonbons And you know it's nonstop Pouring out these bottles Like Niagra on a drop-top I forget everything Yeah, I'm blacked out Didn't pay the bills Wifey bugging me to chill out I act a fool when I see These girlies' thongs out Yeah, I'm with the plug And these strippers got me cashed out [Chorus: Funny Man] Everybody thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down Let's fucking thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down [Verse 2: Funny Man] Smoking on that blue palm Spliff a couple pounds Roll up to that Jumbo's Yeah, we at the Clown Strippers on that pole And you know they break it down Take a bow, blow a kiss Bring your cigs to my crowd Yeah, I got a couple chains And they looking nice One says "RIP" The other is Jesus Christ And that's that hippie high life Smoking at the bright lights Making bad decisions Yeah, I do this every night [Chorus] Everybody thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down Let's fucking thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down [Verse 3: Charlie Scene] Business got me running from 'em Bitches spending money on 'em Sick that homie Funny on 'em Stack them bricks and flaunt it on 'em You fools don't want any problems Stacking chips and popping bottles Up in the club with Gucci bottoms Up in the club with Gucci bottoms My exes meet my hoes That shit's like Tic-Tac-Toe If a bitch done stole your money You should get that hoe And after you get it back You better spend that dough Get you a bunch of coke You better blow that snow [Chorus: Funny Man] Everybody thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down Let's fucking thrash now Before we cash out Spending all this money High as fuck, ain't coming back down
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