Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Another Dollar, artist - Josh Martinez. Album song Buck Up Princess, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2005
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
Another Dollar |
Sitting in the park with a walkman on nodding my neck hard |
And pardon me, I didn’t see you there |
Thank god for the gift of midriff driftin' by |
Catch a whiff and get high on a spliff, yes I |
I’m talking better than dope and I really like dope |
And so it must be good, could it get any better? |
Shoulda set the sun off with a nice cool breeze |
To ease the sweet smell of sweat run off, so please come off |
You feel me like a breeze blowing, sitting under trees writing |
Liking, looking out at the seas and fallen leaves |
And breathing in the change of season, I don’t even need a reason |
To be boozing when I’m cruising, as long as shit is pleasing |
I love seeing the sun coming into my cave |
And still crave the haze and find so many ways to misbehave |
See the Josh did, done that and still caught the sunset |
Drunk as fuck screaming, «Are we having fun yet?» |
See the Josh did, done that and still caught the sunset |
Drunk as fuck screaming, «Are we having fun yet?» |
Another say, another dollar, wanna play? |
Give me a holler |
Let’s get faded on the bottle and forget about tomorrow |
Let’s create a song of sorrow, how we always need to borrow |
Loot to get loose, who gives a fuck about tomorrow? |
Look out on the water and watch the sun setting |
You can smell the rum and coke |
And you can see that some forgetting |
Come the summer ends in smoke, soaking up all them rays |
It’ll end in autumn leaves, smoking trees on rainy days |
The greens of today are the browns of tomorrow |
And yesterday’s sorrow is the legacy we follow |
In the yesteryear’s, the X amount of beers |
We quenched our fears with |
Were forgotten like so many friends |
We went and spilled our tears with |
To me the seas are calling, see I’ve fallen into love |
With ska, dub and the dope dancehall |
It seized me by the collar and it hollered |
You’ve been mollycoddled long enough |
Are you man enough? |
Are you strong enough? |
The world is yours but you’re divorced from it |
So close to the top and you haven’t seen the summit |
Been talking and dreaming for so long and ain’t done it |
When the prey becomes the predator |
The dream becomes the hunted |
Another say, another dollar, wanna play? |
Give me a holler |
Let’s get faded on the bottle and forget about tomorrow |
Let’s create a song of sorrow, how we always need to borrow |
Loot to get loose, who gives a fuck about tomorrow? |
Man, I’m missing sitting, kissing, talking shit, and pissing wine |
Getting sunk feeling, remember reeling drunk and drooling time |
On life, I’m buzzing nicely, maybe it might be caused |
By laws that aren’t likely to have teeth, let alone jaws |
Each and every leech that has a cause is always preaching |
A one-sided thesis that comes from flawed teaching |
Smoking pot to pass the time, what a crock I’m past my prime |
But where’s the clock that’s telling time |
When I’m the rock that time forgot |
Not ready to go steady, not into the petty |
The pity parties and confetti, I been there already |
I can be your man if you’d only understand |
That I can’t be held down by nothing just yet |
I don’t care about the money, shit, I wanna live right too |
But one plus one equals none left for me to like you |
If you want it, you got it, you break it you bought it |
You thought it would be cool to play the fool |
You’ve been spotted |
If you want it, you got it, you break it you bought it |
You thought it would be cool to play the fool |
You’ve been spotted |
Another say, another dollar, wanna play? |
Give me a holler |
Let’s get faded on the bottle and forget about tomorrow |
Let’s create a song of sorrow, how we always need to borrow |
Loot to get loose, who gives a fuck about tomorrow? |