What's up fool, I got like 3 on the rossi go get perved (E-40) You wanna get perved, nigga You don't wanna wit this rossi shit ( ) Man, don't the ice man (E-40) Oh, you something to O.k
Top of the wine, carlos rossi Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos
Top of the line wine rossi, man I drinks it all the time it's satisfying Three of times a day you can catch me drivin Back and forth to the store buyin and jugs of tha shit cause I'm addicted wit no denying Perving, swervin rannin all the fuckin curb and If I get one more d.u.i. it's curtains I can't cope, I I'm a alcoholic sometimes I hit the chronic It's just like gin and tonic when it's to get erotic 5.99 For a big ass of rossi wine it's right on time Once you become a member of my club you will find The key to set ya free so it a try But don't it for chablis unless you already high Spread the word get and drink it with ya down chromes That's word for sohobs, potna, folks, homies motherfuckin' year We do this shit every other fuckin' day if not day But I want
Top of the wine, carlos rossi Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos
Hocus pocus The top of the line wine, yeah nigga that's the And if you in the click, them motherfuckers That we be downin jugs from the to the shortest I go, people wants to know What's the name of that shit you and the click be fuckin' wit I keeps it on a hunch on the brother I be perved Fuckin' wit some that will send you to the curb And if you wit a bitch, then nigga you Cause rossi goes good wit dank over ice Take her to the telly let the fill her belly up some smelly then ya jammin' like jelly Bust a of nuts, hit the butt and than the grill Dick hard like I did time up in But still I be (E-40) What you wit though? (B-legit) Fuck wit of that top of the line wine (E-40) Yeah (B-legit) rossi
Top of the wine, carlos rossi Drinkin' on some of of that top of the line wine, carlos
Sunny day, sky blue, shit, I think imma Let me get my ass up outta bed and up the whole motherfuckin' crew Ray you the chicken, kaveo you bring the links Mugzy you bring the hamburger meat and I'll the drinks Shit good to be on damn it I got in the house whippin' up some potatoe salad 4 Slabs of ribs up in the refrigerator home the I got tha and I can't be waitin' Well, what do you know, though the door comes (Kaveo) You (E-40) Mugzy and tap that ass, t-pup and and moe ass niggas like b-legit and e-duece Mac shawn, mac and little bruce The man behind the counter of the liqourstore me Be and to hug me On the strength that I spend Over a g within a week on the rossi