Tell Me - White Reaper

He likes to roll

In a brand new stretch type limo

Soak up the gold

Oh

From all the tickets and the tees that he's sold

Oh and we like to watch

Fight over everything that he drops

Lines they stay chopped

Oh yeah 'cause the show can never stop

Aye I'm tell me

Aye I'm tell me

Aye I'm tell me

About mean kids crashing the bar

And the good kids torching their cars

Ay he loves control

Of all the little hearts and the little souls

Blood lovers on patrol

Down all the hills and the streets and the parks

And the peaks and the rows

Oh

Who knocked this angel on his a*s

He can't swim but he washes up in his cash

Some bills to rinse some bills to dry

Still he's gonna try

Aye I'm tell me

Aye I'm tell me

Aye I'm tell me

About the mean kids crashing the bar

And the good kids torching their cars

And the mean kids crashing the bar

And the good kids torching their cars