hydro. indo. hah. cocoa. yo
i need some brown weed all day
now these doors don't open
and it ain't til 12 til the party really starts
me and my crew had to be in by ten
right before the fun was about to begin)
not enough cause for me to pause
them broads love my shitty drawers
criminal minded put my life behind it
find it hard to swallow poison in the bottle
so i gotta watch you fast bitches
that can give a dick a bad sickness
i'm tryin to earn a million buck or two
doc start walkin bumpin m.o.p. to catch a nigga gettin gassed
with the mic i blast men on sight
so off the hook atlantic bell had to go on strike
metaphors come amg kitted
comes tinted! from being so high. so high. so high. air it out
iron lung i be the street soldier
slappin grudges offa niggaz shoulder
like them wild-cats at villanova
caps grab your hoodie hat
keep them cats runnin for they gat
uppercut swollen how i left your eye
kicked f.o.i. aiyyo hoe! doc be keepin a dope show like marilyn
manson the handgun be stashed in the panelling
watch me whip it like midget
diggin in that whole plate and
don't nobody start flinchin
roll up the fuckin partition!
who them niggaz that be rollin them thai
gettin pussy all nite yeah yeah
well who them cats you can call on
is funk doc up in the house? yo yo
bricks to stat' hold it down yo yo
mad dick up in your mouth
snatch spark to the ignition
i'll be the first one on the floor at your
b-boys gather around and act p-noid
for the barrel bonds tical
got these slim pickins on my charles dickens
to make your back stiffen
flip the script i act different
warning y'all you don't listen
bitchin over shit you ain't gettin
contemplate the non-fiction on loose leaves
showin you the pain i feel from holdin these
they come with batteries included
who them niggaz that be rollin them thai
gettin pussy all nite yeah yeah
well who them cats you can call on
is funk diggy in the house? yo yo
bricks to stat' hold it down yo yo
mad dick up in your mouth