Vice City
POUYA & BOOBIE LOOTAVELI Lyrics

Baby bone, never wanted to be alone, yuh
I never wanted to be lonely

Baby bone, never wanted a fucking throne, yuh
I never wanted to be in charge

That bread is what I gotta focus on
I need to focus on making money

But if the shoe fit I'ma wear it
If something applies to me, I'll take it

Spit it out your mouth, don’t be embarrassed
Say what you want, don't be shy

Time is money, can't be moving like I'm Gary, life so scary
Time is valuable, can't be wasting it like I have all the time in the world, life is unpredictable

Everybody carry guns, everybody on drugs
Everyone is armed and/or using drugs

Everybody suicidal but got nowhere to run
Everyone is struggling with suicidal thoughts and has nowhere to turn for help

Who gives a therapist therapy? Think I might need me one
Who helps the therapist with their own problems? I might need to see one myself

I’m an insomniac with a gambling problem, throwing my life away
I have trouble sleeping and a gambling addiction which is ruining my life

Fucking hoes with no condoms until my dick evaporates
Having unprotected sex with multiple partners until I am no longer able to engage in sexual activity

Mask on but no masquerade
Wearing a mask but not trying to hide anything

She love to hear my voice every time she wanna masturbate
She likes to listen to my voice when she masturbates

Buffet boys up in your bitch boy
Me and my crew are in your girl

I just caught the flu, sitting inside of the coupe
I just got sick sitting in the car

With my hair off of the roof, titties out like Bettie Boop
My hair is blowing in the wind and my breasts are exposed

And my pockets got a lot of loot, pocket rocket, too
I have a lot of money and a gun in my pocket

If you sat up inside my shoes, oh you won't know what to do
If you were in my position, you wouldn't know how to handle it

Yeah, rolling through my city with my limo tinted windows
Driving through my city with tinted windows on my limousine

And nobody can see in it, used to pull up in a Civic
No one can see inside, I used to drive a Honda Civic

Wait a minute, quit your bitching, bitch, and I'ma slide my dick up in it
Stop complaining and I'll have sex with you

Less than a minute, I'm cool, I'm good, I'm straight, I'm finished
I'll be done in less than a minute and I'll be fine

Bitch get in your bag, like the rabbit in the hat do
Get your money up, like a magician's rabbit

Swerving in a hooptie with them babies blowing past you
Driving recklessly in an old car with loud music

No I didn't jug you little bitch, but I planned too
I didn't steal from you, but I was thinking about it

Pussy talking shit behind the keyboard in the chat room
People talking trash on the internet

I’m just chasing goals and catching bags along the way
I'm pursuing my goals and making a lot of money

If you try me catch a semi automatic to your face
If you cross me, I'll shoot you

I might go and rent the boat and leave it anchored for the day
I might rent a boat just for fun

Just to pull up with my gang ’cause we just wanna celebrate
To show up with my friends and have a good time

Split that shit up like a Kit-Kat with my partner by my Bentley
Splitting the money with my friend next to my luxury car

Why you ain't get no money, but you sitting out here bitching?
Why are you complaining when you have no money?

Lil bitch, I’m a trapper, I don't care about no pension
I make money selling drugs and don't care about a retirement plan

Man, somebody call the cops because my roof is going missing
My car's roof has been removed, someone call the police