It's a day Friday It's like movin' all weight Got Xzibit up tight, Partner came through two white boys (Dude) Talkin' noise bout a hot Where bitches come alone and don't cock block Let the top And we out, hit the liquor Give me O.E. And three blunts no, it four Anything else? (Vitamin C and orange juice) What are you drinking, (Nah dude, it's the shroomz) The Yeah, that's other shit One of the reasons why George Clinton sees the How high it make you get? up? Throwing up guts? Or do it have you stuck with soft dick and can't fuck? up
Now chew 'em up and slam the orange Vitamin C chase, kill the You can tell it's nasty by the on my face Don't get it twisted like a nigga up And down, see Cannabis and mushrooms Be coming from the ground, all Post it at the club, looking slack, pimp feather hat, where the bitches at? Yeah we giving orders at the bar holding When all of a sudden all the people looking funny And started runny and liquify before my very eye This a kind of high
(Oh shit, you see shit These is melting and shit)
Niggas and bitches walkin' by that I hypnotized Pupils dialated, size That's when I the battle cries from across the room Set these crooked straight Crew, activate Form of, a of wild niggas mashing you Came through and right hooks for you We got thrown out by time my shit is blown out the phone out acceleration and we bone out In the zone out beyond Captain Kurk and Shit that I'm on be high like a Yukon Back to my house, up, tryna see straight How much of bullshit did I actually take? (Two grams dude) God damn, no wonder why I feel a underneath Told the boy "Faggot, we got beef." Over did it Niggas playin' bones in the room Restless, tryna anything to mess with Where my at? Pickin' up clothes, to fold the shit See my riot on the wall, better unload the shit up niggas and firearms don't mix right Cocked back the chamber, shells 'til it felt light Thought I them all, counted to seven But it was eight, I'm point the barrel at the floor, let it go