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
Everybody in this town wanna me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna 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 and we high as fuck 'er up, li-light 'er up Like nineteen eighty five and we high as fuck
Yo, I of my shoes, I keep the weed in my socks I'm goin' eighty five and I gonna stop Unless the beat drop and I see cops Try to pull me over 'cause I'm hot box, windows
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 ganja
Listen, call me on the love, I'm not at home I'm out on the roamin' a message 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 Yes ma'am Ask them, they my And eyes is red 'cause they high as hell
Brain like baboon, like gazelle Lady gazelle run as hell I'm the shit ma, that's the The next big thing, can't you
The phone ring, can't it up Like movin' too fast, live it up Gotta it up, can't trade A Trans-Am for a pickup
Yo, I hard all day in the garden And I was startin' to for somethin' that they show for somethin' Drive me around with the music
Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town Leave a after the tone And get back to you in the mornin', oh yeah One time, man
Listen, me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at home, you at? I'm out on the town roamin', yeah, yeah, you me Leave a after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh
Fuck, I'm high How you think a brother man s'posed to Take five, matter fact a drive And about life while you still got time
Smoke a little weed, a couple rhymes Make a dollars to save a couple dimes Draw a lines on some paper makin' sign Hang it on my room door, it's time
Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home I'm out on the roamin', yeah, yeah, you know me Leave a after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh
in this town wanna know me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna me down Roll me 'cause I'm brown like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me what you
'er up, li-light 'er up Like nineteen eighty five and we high as fuck Light 'er up, 'er up Like it's nineteen eighty Yo, I kick off my