Listen, me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at I'm out on the town Leave a message 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 hold me Roll me round 'cause I'm like a blunt So put it in the sky and tell me you want
Light 'er up, 'er up Like it's nineteen eighty and we high as fuck Light 'er up, '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 ain't gonna Unless the drop and I see those cops Try to pull me over 'cause I'm hot box, windows
Stay bumpin' cock rock In and out the carpool lane a hot shot Drop top, I got it at the shop Mario, the only one for that ganja
Listen, me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at I'm out on the roamin' Leave a message after the And get back to you in the mornin', oh yeah, yo
I'm a breast man, a man, leg man, ass man Gentleman? Yes Ask them, they my And they eyes is red 'cause they as hell
Brain baboon, body like gazelle Lady gazelle run as hell I'm the ma, that's the smell The big thing, can't you tell?
The phone ring, can't it up Like movin' too fast, gotta it up live it up, can't trade A Trans-Am for a pickup
Yo, I work hard all day in the And I was startin' to for somethin' Limousine that show for somethin' me around with the music bumpin'
Listen, call me on the 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 One time, man
Listen, me on the telephone Sorry love, I'm not at home, you at? 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
Fuck, yeah I'm How you think a 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 a couple lines on some paper 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 after the tone And I'll get back to you in the mornin', oh
Everybody in town wanna know me now 'Cause every honey in this town wanna hold me Roll me round 'cause I'm like a blunt So put it in the sky and me what you want
'er up, li-light 'er up Like nineteen eighty five and we high as fuck Light 'er up, 'er up Like it's eighty five Yo, I off my shoes