Crash Bandicoot

Man, oh man, you should see all the kinds Of friends we've got over here at Foster's Crash Bandicoot, bands my hands Trash sandy road, skrrt the land Crash Bandicoot, bands my hands Trash sandy road, skrrt the land Crash Bandicoot, bands my hands Trash sandy road, skrrt the land Crash Bandicoot, bands my hands Trash sandy road, skrrt the land Black antidote, I'm on ten I'm in the parking lot, where's my man? I'm off a Xan', off a juice, off a bean Trapped in our ways, ain't nobody live free Like Sherlock Holmes, I sneak up on ya easy I don't like trouble, but it sure likes me In a French garden on rocks, fell asleep Moon by my head and the sun at my feet I tried to paint but I got a disease You and me together could be something free Got a lot of money but ain't shit free Suckers everywhere but bitch I'm sucker free Serpentine, serpentine, snakes in Columbine Four cups, two cups, I'm swervin' outta mind Three girls, two nights, I'm seein' stars tonight Been in this shit so long, I feel traumatised Whip bipolar and my flow schizophrenic Diagnosed bipolar but I made it through the Atlantic My whip bipolar and my flow schizophrenic Diagnosed bipolar but I made it through the Atlantic Get 'cross the damn Atlantic, you wanna shake my hand bitch I got all this money, bet that you don't understand it Drop top candlelight, cop drop samurai I'm sippin' lean mixed with bubbly Polo'd down Lean, but I don't play no rugby Don't play no games with me 'cause I play ugly My team medieval, our helmets are rusty Helmut Lang, Issey Miyake it must be Can't take you seriously, nah, you look suspect I wanna fuck your bones out till you love me Connection been going down lately, it's nothing Don't know who to call today It's summer so I'm chilling straight On my porch, sipping lemonade Got Coke and whiskey, hibernate Snakes in desert in my face Shotgun and a Issey case Miyake and Yohji on my pants and diamonds in my face Don't know who to call today It's summer so I'm chilling straight On my porch, sipping lemonade Got Coke and whiskey, hibernate Snakes in desert in my face Shotgun and a Issey case Miyake and Yohji on my pants and diamonds in my face Leandoer Foster Blue music The new blues Summer time