them all up You will make a toast (Make a toast) To others who?ve not given up And we laugh when you choke We will drag you to the desert So you?re burnt
and cocaine So the feds wanna search us like arabs boardin' tha planes I'm in tha range switchin' lanes Reminscin' on cans and sardines And car dreams I'm burnin
war fur dich echt nix, weil wir einfach fresh sind & mikroleadA mal wieder wie ihr mal dick auf welle macht als war wenn das surfbrett dabei ist, doch burn
G'z Up, freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn It's the protege of Fitty (uh huh), inspired by Biggie (uh huh) Burns more then Ziggie (uh huh), the
nigga G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup [Tony Yayo] I get money, money I got so its a 100 grams or better when I'm going to cop I never hold the toaster
wrong And I find Just one thing makes me forget Red, red wine Stay close to me Don't let me be alone It's tearin' apart My blue, blue heart [Red Red Wine Toast
toast to the Caesars Forcing down the drinks of Decembers And I know when she spins in a slow pain All through the house, the strong smell of burnt sage
hit it rich Or crash and burn Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate This love potion?s all we?ve got One toast before it?s too late If
yeah what's up All you do is Google me and haters keep they mouth shut Now what like a deer hunter all about bucks If your trying to burn with me you'
rackets in Paris Sippin? cactus, dippin? on stallions My corduroys are blood-splattered Decapitated, my spurs carve like taxiderm Torch the mayor, jacked on his wife, and let his cabbage burn
feat. Tash, Mic Boyd) [Tash:] What's up Canada, ye, you know We got caTash up in this bitch so everybody raise your cups up I'm about to make a toast
playa unprepared, everybody grown folks 'Round here, them gold bottles hold them up Then we can say, cheeers [DJ Khaled: Let's take a toast] No wheat
heath ledger but I'm no joker I'll slow roast ya, got no holster Wet glass on ya table nigga no coaster Burn bread everyday boy no toaster G and tez got
heath ledger but I'm no joker I'll slow roast ya, got no holster Wet glass on ya table nigga no coaster Burn bread everyday boy no toaster G and tez
my urn to Fenway spread my ashes all about Or you can bring me down to Wolly Beach And dump the sucker out Burn me to a rotten crisp and toast me for
But you - wanna be me, you suckers, you weak You flunkies, you fake, you couldn't come close on my worst day But you - wanna be me, I burn you and learn
some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa] W-T-C [RZA] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for y'all niggas, check it out... [Hook: Ghostface Killah] The burners
rug burns stinging and you saying my name Say my name, that's right, I'm high post Get the champagne, love, word up, we gon' toast [Chorus] [Interlude
