Im just a bill, yes I'm only a bill, and I'm sitting here on capitol hill
For just a bill I could cop a little roll it up
They say Seattle gotta chill I think we’re cold as fuck
You want some warmth, buy a coffee hold the cup
Go back to where you came from, tell them that you rode the duck
My posse stays on Broadway you can find them off a pike
We got hobos, homos, dead babies on a bike
You got kinks, I thinks we got what you like
It don't take a dutch boy to stick your finger in a dike
We're the type of people other people leave alone
Hit up molly moons, even goons gotta eat a cone
This was Jimmy's home, you can as he condones
I'm the type to pick a fight with pheonix jones and eat his bones
Chorus x 4
My city's filthy, feel outward guilty every day
We got the baddest bitches, Amanda Knox and Mary Kay
Legalize it, mary jane or marry gay
I don't give a fuck, live it up or kiss my hairy
A S-S we the best yes yes
Fuck em if they hate, elevate and fuck the rest
I got something I should get up off my chest
If you whittle would invest in a bulletproof vest, yea
We don't like you, we would like to fight you
Exit stage left, here's a window you can fly through
You beat me please you could really try to
That'll happen just like Gatsby rappin without white dudes
Chorus x 4
Sittin at the blue moon, sippin on a Blue Moon
Burger in my belly now they tell me I should chew food
Ah fuck it, do you bump a few tunes
I'mma live forever any less, would be too soon
What did you do, need a hug? Leme know
It's in my blood, period. Heavy flow
Rollin deep with the fam bam and semi-pro
Solid steel feel, yea this could get messy bro
Head to toe looking fresh, takin pics
Got the DJ stunnin on a mega-mix
Party rockin with some pretty-ass biker chicks
Welcome to the hill, you don't like it eat a bag of dicks
Chorus x 4
For just a bill I could cop a little roll it up
They say Seattle gotta chill I think we’re cold as fuck
You want some warmth, buy a coffee hold the cup
Go back to where you came from, tell them that you rode the duck
My posse stays on Broadway you can find them off a pike
We got hobos, homos, dead babies on a bike
You got kinks, I thinks we got what you like
It don't take a dutch boy to stick your finger in a dike
We're the type of people other people leave alone
Hit up molly moons, even goons gotta eat a cone
This was Jimmy's home, you can as he condones
I'm the type to pick a fight with pheonix jones and eat his bones
Chorus x 4
My city's filthy, feel outward guilty every day
We got the baddest bitches, Amanda Knox and Mary Kay
Legalize it, mary jane or marry gay
I don't give a fuck, live it up or kiss my hairy
A S-S we the best yes yes
Fuck em if they hate, elevate and fuck the rest
I got something I should get up off my chest
If you whittle would invest in a bulletproof vest, yea
We don't like you, we would like to fight you
Exit stage left, here's a window you can fly through
You beat me please you could really try to
That'll happen just like Gatsby rappin without white dudes
Chorus x 4
Sittin at the blue moon, sippin on a Blue Moon
Burger in my belly now they tell me I should chew food
Ah fuck it, do you bump a few tunes
I'mma live forever any less, would be too soon
What did you do, need a hug? Leme know
It's in my blood, period. Heavy flow
Rollin deep with the fam bam and semi-pro
Solid steel feel, yea this could get messy bro
Head to toe looking fresh, takin pics
Got the DJ stunnin on a mega-mix
Party rockin with some pretty-ass biker chicks
Welcome to the hill, you don't like it eat a bag of dicks
Chorus x 4
( Billy the Fridge )
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