Yo, I park my ride on the side I'm feeling kind a-ight I know That my stupid ass is get drunk tonight
A quick view to the My are all there So high 5's everywhere, a well smell
From the inside so who got the I wanna know 'cause my brain so So I followed the fog until the of the party
Chilli Palmer with a blunt and a glass of Yo, it's all good but is missing I don't know it is and I have to go pissing
But there's somebody knocking at the And right about now I'm looking at a girl that I never saw about now I start to stare
Oh, fuck it, my are ready see her bare and Kane says Ronnie Braz, what gonna do? I better go and and get myself another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb, y'all Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb
Somebody me what her name is Somebody tell me the number of this dame is she got a man or is she creeping on a solo tip Yo, a look at her hips, I try to lick my lips
But my tongue seems to a ton And I to myself, you've got to talk to her Ron, yo It's easier said done but I'm a do it It's a hard job I'm a go it
So come on, baby, we talk It's too in here so let's go outside for a walk My homies smiled as we And said, "Did a nice job Mr. Braz"
We're strictly for my car And the holy Lord that my way ain't that far 'Cause Mr. Braz on a mission And I will tell this girl what it's to go fishing
Ronnie and chick on the way to knock boots Two wicked on their way to get loose One of sperm is getting out of control 'n' roll
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