A-$ and Rodabote - Peyote Flower Billboard lyrics

[A-$] Here we go #1 Lots of fun Momma get your gun We gonna go for a run A-$ was walking down the hall When he had a big fall From heaven He was 11 His bread was leavened He came to this world real sweet He came looking for a treat He came looking for some dudes And to feed them the foods People were starving out there They were pulling out their hair But A-$, you know what he gave? He gave bread, and then they were saved D, yeah, uh, swag A-$ number 2 [Rowdabote] Yo man you could call me A-$ number 2 But that's just like Honey boo boo Up in Alabama You know, it's like a slam of A party, a rave An old dub step rave When I'm chilling with my peeps They like peeps They make the ice-cream go with sweeps [A-$:] Sweepstakes that's right Sweet bakes, that's tight A-$, and Rowdabote You know we're goat [Rowdabote] Flying high, taking the Coop to the moon You know, we're flying high man [A-$] We're gonna go to the moon real soon We're gonna have some pantaloons On our bodies, to keep us warm We gonna own our own form We gonna have a form of music individual to us While we drive our Charles Manson bus All the way to the big d**h valley We gonna say hi to Halle Berry, the actress Even though she s**ed in Cat Woman I don't give a fun about that sh** man Cause I like Cat Woman I like Dog Man too [Rowdabote] And also chill with the bro JWG Out in Cali And just straight chilling, just straight chilling Just ch ch ch chilling [A-$] Saved, oh yeah swag Save-d, oh yeah swag Got saved From the big rap game We set the lyrics aflame Yo we out here in the desert Cooking some marshmallows on the fire The big old campfire For real swag, peace