Hey homeboy you got twenty bucks I could borrow man?
Ah, you're broke huh?
Right on, that's cool man

Hey homeboy what about you holmes?
You always got some weed holmes
Can you spot me a twenty?

I'll pay you back ey
Come on, I'll pay you back guey


My Impala hasn't moved in weeks
Simon I'm feeling kind of %#@!ty homeboy, this is weak
I gotta get a twenty to get me through the day

Because you all know I love it when I feel this way
Without my ride ese how am I gonna get by?
That's why I need a twenty holmes so I can get high

But everybody that I'm talking to, they claim is dry
I know you got some in there ese don't lie
That's the last time that I'll ever kick you down

What goes around comes around, I'll catch you on the rebound
Next time I'm smoking and you wanna smoke
I'ma laugh like someone told a funny joke

Damn what a $#&@ed up day
If I only had a twenty things would be ok
But no one wants to front me or let me borrow

I don't think I can wait until tomorrow, $#&@ these vatos

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I drive thirty down the highway
I got hydraulic fluid leaking down my driveway
I got a big chrome bill that I can't pay

Hey homeboy can I get a twenty, pay you back ey, pay you back guey

Damn it's a $#&@ing shame

All these silly levas wanna play these silly games
Trying to play Lil' Rob for a little lame
Had to run vato over like a $#&@ing train, Goddang

Still didn't get none though
Why not? Because he really didn't have none bro
My bad, hey homeboy let me help you up

I know you don't have no weed, but you got twenty bucks, that I could borrow
I'd gladly pay you back tomorrow
But if not then I'll pay you back the day that follows

Cuz times are getting rough for this young Chicano
I don't think I can last another año, like a person baño
'91, '92, '93, '94, '95, '96, plus four more

That's how long I've been rapping, how could I let this happen
If I had twenty bones holmes I wouldn't be asking


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Stranded with no place to go

Unless I take the bus, but I don't got no cambio
Thinking to myself what kind of friends are these
Obviously the kind that I'll never need

I'll see you later when you need a favor, remember when
I needed twenty bones homeboy where were you then?
I'm about to take it old school and pull myself a beer run

But they closed down the liquor store, I'm no where near one
Ain't that a (*##$, the day's almost over and I'm still sober
Luck couldn't find me with a four leaf clover

I've got to find a way to make a grip
Or find some !@!@&&, roll a spliff and take a hit
I'll always find a way someway, somehow to make it through

Got No One To Depend On, so you know I don't need you
I got home, look what I found, a twenty bag of !@!@&&
Just for me in my Chevy rag


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