The Joystick Made Of Gems lyrics

How much money do you have in your ash tray Covered in roaches and ashes Like burnt candles With Spinning Rims I'm playing video games with a joystick made of gems Margarita's and tequila Clothes made of hemp Sex on the beach and fuzzy navels Strawberry colada's Peaches & Banana's Bahama momma's and hurricanes Heniken and Corona Served with a lemon Where wild mules And hemmingways are served The sweet and the sour The pleasure and the pain Served with honey and brandy Where we sat next to the slot machines Lemme get Lemme get Some of that budda cess from ya mane Go head and put a little bit here in my cellophane Soul brother mane Lemme just Lemme Lemme hit off that pipe We're about to smoke on out We represent the dirty south With spinning rims I'm playing video games with a joystick made of gems Butter pecans Sherbert Butterfingers, snickers, and twix Screwdrivers and lemon drops Cotten Candy crotches with twizzler thongs Sweet tarts and blotter Viles and velvatine Sour apples, Kamikazes , & jungle juice Served with water melons Cock tales , champagne , shot glasses, & poker We're holding hands and eating pralines Making luv and indulging on divinty Where the buildings are made with purple rock candy And gingerbread This is how we do it where the sunrise never rose