CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Devil’s Game
Yeah, nickels please
Yeah can I get a Heineken?
Thank you
World cup on the flat screen silent
Chips stacked up like a castle on an island (Stacked)
Mustard colored nickels, winning so I'm feeling like I'm all that
A bag of chips plus a couple pickles
Aroma of tobacco in the chamber
As the slot machines babble out in eastern Pennsylvania
I started out with two Franklin's, I'm up to eight but
Old Asian lady next to me too much makeup
I look away, never envision the wheel
But my number kept falling like drunk b*t*hes in heels (Twenty nine)
See I don't change, I always stay the same
Since this Russian chick in Cleveland told me it's the Devil's game
I had past bummers but made cash from it
Since last summer betting only black numbers
Today's no different, so I'm sticking with it (Sticking with it)
Black 29, hit twice, magnificent
I shoulda colored out but kept playing like a idiot
Castle started crumbling, I'm playing just the minimum
Two, red kept falling like a bloodbath
Down to just a hundred so I'm plotting on a comeback
Dude sits next to me, he lights a Camel
Exhales the smoke in my face and on my flannel
What kind of douche motherf**ker is this?
So I'm plotting on his death as I pepper my chips
Yeah can I get a Heineken?
Thank you
World cup on the flat screen silent
Chips stacked up like a castle on an island (Stacked)
Mustard colored nickels, winning so I'm feeling like I'm all that
A bag of chips plus a couple pickles
Aroma of tobacco in the chamber
As the slot machines babble out in eastern Pennsylvania
I started out with two Franklin's, I'm up to eight but
Old Asian lady next to me too much makeup
I look away, never envision the wheel
But my number kept falling like drunk b*t*hes in heels (Twenty nine)
See I don't change, I always stay the same
Since this Russian chick in Cleveland told me it's the Devil's game
I had past bummers but made cash from it
Since last summer betting only black numbers
Today's no different, so I'm sticking with it (Sticking with it)
Black 29, hit twice, magnificent
I shoulda colored out but kept playing like a idiot
Castle started crumbling, I'm playing just the minimum
Two, red kept falling like a bloodbath
Down to just a hundred so I'm plotting on a comeback
Dude sits next to me, he lights a Camel
Exhales the smoke in my face and on my flannel
What kind of douche motherf**ker is this?
So I'm plotting on his death as I pepper my chips
