Lex Garcia - (Day 157) Poor Excuses lyrics

[Verse 1: Lysick] I got a long ghetto limo, the chauffeur's a bus driver I'd pick you up myself, but I popped my bike tire I know this cla**y restaurant with delicious bread and water And it comes for free we don't even need to order If you must get what your mind is asking And once you're satisfied we dine and dash to the theatre And just sneak in with stolen popcorn Keep yah head down Girl see the cops swarm? But if its too grill we kick it at my momma's house And don't worry it's all good girl my momma's out Relax on my bed better known as a futon And just order take out, got em coupons Don't mind the switch, more romantic with the lights off No cable but I got binoculars, you like p**n? Rich goals, ghetto means, broke actions Just trying to make sense, what a clever poor ba*tard [Hook: Lysick] Please don't goo oh ou oh oh oh ou Oh oh Cuz I'm broke bro oh ou oh oh oh ou oh oke [Verse 2: Lex Garcia] Dinner by flash light luminance Yeah I'm tight with Cupid's friends The coupon don juan Spreading fake poupon On your dollar store crackers I can't afford slackers So you better pack napkins if you hope sum is happening All yellow everything no name brand for most things Grab the ketchup bags hide 'em where you can Got a couple tabs under different names Pour some flat soda in our plastic cup Yeah just one either way our lips gone touch And sharing is caring Ask Sharon ask Karen Got 'em paying for my bus ride home So what you say we leave 'em candles blown You don't need light you fully grown Plus I need 'em for tomorrow's birthday song So dutch we go however Besame, besame mucho