Listen, call me on the love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town Leave a after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh
Everybody in this town know me now 'Cause every honey in town wanna hold me down Roll me 'cause I'm brown like a blunt So put it in the sky and me what you want
Light 'er up, 'er up Like it's nineteen eighty five and we as fuck Light 'er up, 'er up Like nineteen eighty five and we high as fuck
Yo, I kick of my shoes, I keep the weed in my I'm goin' eighty five and I ain't stop Unless the drop and I see those cops Try to pull me over I'm hot box, windows locked
Stay that cock rock In and out the lane like a hot shot Drop top, I got it at the shop Mario, the only one favor for that
Listen, call me on the love, I'm not at home I'm out on the roamin' Leave a message the tone And I'll get to you in the mornin', oh yeah, yo
I'm a man, a face man, leg man, ass man Gentleman? Yes Ask them, they my And eyes is red 'cause they high as hell
Brain baboon, body like gazelle Lady gazelle run as hell I'm the shit ma, the smell The next big thing, you tell?
The ring, can't pick it up Like movin' too fast, live it up Gotta it up, can't trade A for a pickup truck
Yo, I work all day in the garden And I was to show for somethin' that they show for somethin' Drive me around with the music
Listen, call me on the love, I'm not at home I'm out on the roamin' Leave a message the tone And I'll get to you in the mornin', oh yeah One time, man
Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home, where you at? I'm out on the roamin', yeah, yeah, you know me Leave a message the tone And get back to you in the mornin', oh yeah
Fuck, yeah I'm How you a brother man s'posed to survive Take five, fact take a drive And think about life you still got time
Smoke a weed, drop a couple rhymes Make a couple dollars to save a couple Draw a couple lines on some makin' sign it on my dressin' room door, it's time
Listen, me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at I'm out on the town roamin', yeah, yeah, you me Leave a message the tone And get back to you in the mornin', oh yeah
Everybody in this town know me now every honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me 'cause I'm brown like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me you want
'er up, li-light 'er up Like it's eighty five and we high as fuck Light 'er up, 'er up Like it's nineteen eighty Yo, I off my shoes