"Shangri-La" lyrics

Don't be afraid to put your two cents in
Might not be able to afford anything
but I'm always up for a bargain

The dragons are flying south for the winter
They don't like cold weather either

Okay, I was drivin' up to Shangri-La to get my meditation on
I was thinkin' Lamb of God, she was thinkin' Saint Laurent
She sell the pussy on Millionaire's Avenue
Paper's not the problem, spendin' money always casual

Why do you whine like your last name was "Rothschild"?
Life been a bitch ever since they let me out the doghouse
No mercy for the docile, flow is hostile but don't sleep
The codeine came back to get me high again

Just how super is a supermodel? (Oh)
Just how super is a supermodel? (Oh)

It's the house of the risin' sun in village of unusual
If I die young, promise to smile at my funeral
Yeah, it's just a rule to follow
Don't be late, 'cause you can lose tomorrow

Yeah, I am getting ready to sign my life away (My life away)
The weather's nice today, what a perfect day to die (Day to die)
She'd kill herself, but she'd rather get married
There's coconut vodka, but she'd rather have cherry (Have cherry)

I wish my drug dealer took the AmEx (The AmEx)
Can't find my debit card
I told her, "Meet me by the Annex" (The Annex)
We can get high by the reservoir (Reservoir)

Oh my goodness, girl, you a milkshake, extra large (Extra large)
No, you shouldn't, you said it'd never get this far (Get this far)
Do you have an extra ticket to the seminar?
Show me where all the old records are

She got a brand-new dinin' set
But she still don't know how to set the table
I told her that this feelin' 'bout as good as it gets
Shit, that bitch so unstable

And just how super is a supermodel?
Just how super is a supermodel?

It's the house of the risin' sun in village of unusual
If I die young, promise to smile at my funeral
Yeah, it's just a rule to follow
Don't be late, 'cause you can lose tomorrow