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