Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town a message after the tone And get back to you in the mornin', oh yeah
Everybody in this town wanna me now every honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me round 'cause I'm like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you
'er up, li-light 'er up Like it's nineteen eighty and we high as fuck 'er up, li-light 'er up Like it's nineteen five and we high as fuck
Yo, I kick of my shoes, I keep the weed in my I'm goin' eighty and I ain't gonna stop Unless the drop and I see those cops Try to pull me over 'cause I'm hot box, locked
Stay bumpin' that cock In and out the carpool lane like a hot top, I got it at the chop shop Mario, the one favor for that ganja
Listen, call me on the Sorry love, I'm not at I'm out on the town Leave a after 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, my clientle And they is red 'cause they high as hell
like baboon, body like gazelle Lady gazelle run as hell I'm the shit ma, the smell The big thing, can't you tell?
The phone ring, can't it up movin' too fast, gotta live it up Gotta live it up, trade A Trans-Am for a truck
Yo, I work all day in the garden And I was startin' to show for that they show for somethin' Drive me around the music bumpin'
Listen, call me on the love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town Leave a message the tone And get back 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 town roamin', yeah, yeah, you me Leave a message after the 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 think about life while you still got
Smoke a little weed, drop a rhymes Make a couple dollars to save a couple Draw a couple lines on some makin' sign Hang it on my dressin' door, it's time
Listen, call me on the Sorry love, I'm not at I'm out on the town roamin', yeah, yeah, you me Leave a message the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh
Everybody in this wanna know me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna me down Roll me round 'cause I'm like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you
'er up, li-light 'er up Like it's eighty five and we high as fuck 'er up, li-light 'er up Like nineteen eighty five Yo, I off my shoes