Smoke sum'n, bitch
Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me flavored rices, put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi costal man we supposed to be rich
Leave the party with your daughter little Deborah
In the morning do karate in the water
Hear sounds of samurais, rockin' shorts in the winter
Don't fuck with splinters, roll with sinners
A bunch of winners, catered lunch and dinner
While my drug jar look so empty
Drop a hook, and then I'll probably cop an M 3
Long nights machete, that's an e event
Somebody try to get me then to heaven they'll be sent
Oh, off the strength, caviar and porche taste
All the beans are getting boston baked
On thin ice I skate across the lake
With the CCM tags, my feet are like Cassius
Smoke premium cabbage
Smoke some, bitch
Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me flavored rices, put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi costal man we supposed to be rich
Yo with eighty thousand shopping mall
But we ain't browsing, popping hood
At tresco towers, prowlin prowler, gucci towels in bathroom viles, niles, ailes, aston martins
Sparking one in valet parking
Loan sharking, hoping that my days don't get darkened
Cheeta skin, outside the park the propaganda propellers
Ostrich feathers, security guards with 9 berettas
Pulling up Wolkswagen Jettas
Cause a storm in sunny weather
Sunny weather, it's sunny weather
Hoping that my days get hoping, hoping days get, days get better
Smoke sum'n, bitch
Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me flavored rices, put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi costal man we supposed to be rich
Leave the party with your daughter little Deborah
In the morning do karate in the water
Hear sounds of samurais, rockin' shorts in the winter
Don't fuck with splinters, roll with sinners
A bunch of winners, catered lunch and dinner
While my drug jar look so empty
Drop a hook, and then I'll probably cop an M 3
Long nights machete, that's an e event
Somebody try to get me then to heaven they'll be sent
Oh, off the strength, caviar and porche taste
All the beans are getting boston baked
On thin ice I skate across the lake
With the CCM tags, my feet are like Cassius
Smoke premium cabbage
Smoke some, bitch
Blow a kiss to my dick
Wash my body with the sponge
Feed me flavored rices, put the chronic in my lungs
Tailor me a leather suit, on some Jodeci shit
Bi costal man we supposed to be rich
Yo with eighty thousand shopping mall
But we ain't browsing, popping hood
At tresco towers, prowlin prowler, gucci towels in bathroom viles, niles, ailes, aston martins
Sparking one in valet parking
Loan sharking, hoping that my days don't get darkened
Cheeta skin, outside the park the propaganda propellers
Ostrich feathers, security guards with 9 berettas
Pulling up Wolkswagen Jettas
Cause a storm in sunny weather
Sunny weather, it's sunny weather
Hoping that my days get hoping, hoping days get, days get better