Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home I'm out on the town Leave a after the tone And I'll get to you in the mornin', oh yeah
Everybody in this town know me now 'Cause honey in this town wanna hold me down Roll me round 'cause I'm brown like a So put it in the sky and tell me 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 eighty five and we high as fuck
Yo, I kick of my shoes, I the weed in my socks I'm goin' eighty five and I ain't gonna Unless the beat drop and I see cops Try to pull me over 'cause I'm hot box, locked
Stay bumpin' cock rock In and out the carpool 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 town Leave a message after the And get back 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 eyes is red they high as hell
like baboon, body like gazelle Lady run fast as hell I'm the ma, that's the smell The next big thing, you tell?
The phone ring, can't it up Like too fast, gotta live it up Gotta live it up, trade A Trans-Am for a truck
Yo, I work hard all day in the And I was to show for somethin' Limousine they show for somethin' Drive me around with the bumpin'
Listen, me on the telephone love, I'm not at home I'm out on the roamin' Leave a message the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh 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 after the tone And I'll get to you in the mornin', oh yeah
Fuck, yeah I'm How you think a brother man to survive Take five, matter fact a drive And think about life you still got time
Smoke a little weed, a couple rhymes Make a couple to save a couple dimes Draw a couple 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 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 town know me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna hold me Roll me round 'cause I'm brown like a 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 it's nineteen eighty Yo, I kick off my