Yo, I park my ride on the side I'm feeling a-ight 'cause I know my stupid ass is gonna get drunk tonight
A quick to the backyard My are all there So high 5's everywhere, a well known
From the inside so who got the I wanna 'cause my brain said so So I followed the fog until the of the party
Palmer with a blunt and a glass of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but something is I don't know what it is and I have to go
But there's knocking at the door And right about now I'm at a girl that I never saw before Right now I start to stare
Oh, fuck it, my eyes are ready see her bare and says Ronnie Braz, what you're do? I go and relax and get myself another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb, y'all Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb
Somebody tell me her name is tell me what the number of this dame is Does she got a man or is she on a solo tip Yo, take a look at her hips, I try to lick my
But my tongue seems to a ton And I said to myself, got to talk to her Ron, yo easier said than done but I'm a do it It's a hard job I'm a go it
So on, baby, we gotta talk It's too noisy in so let's go outside for a walk My homies smiled as we And said, "Did a nice job Mr. Braz"
strictly headin' for my car And thank the holy Lord that my way that far 'Cause Mr. goes on a mission And I will tell girl what it's like to go fishing
Ronnie and this chick on the way to boots Two wicked minds on their way to get One load of sperm is out of control 'n' roll
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