Yo, I park my ride on the left I'm feeling kind 'cause I know That my stupid ass is gonna get tonight
A view to the backyard My boys are all So high 5's everywhere, a well smell
the inside so who got the endo I wanna know 'cause my said so So I the fog until the heart of the party
Palmer with a blunt and a glass of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but something is I don't know it is and I have to go pissing
But there's somebody at the door And right about now I'm looking at a that I never saw before Right about now I to stare
Oh, fuck it, my are ready see her bare and Kane says Ronnie Braz, you're gonna do? I better go and and get myself another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, this chick is the bomb, Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb
Somebody tell me what her is tell me what the number of this dame is Does she got a man or is she creeping on a tip Yo, take a look at her hips, I try to my lips
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 come on, baby, we gotta It's too noisy in here so go outside for a walk My homies as we passed And Kane said, "Did a job Mr. Braz"
We're headin' for my car And thank the holy that my way ain't that far 'Cause Mr. goes on a mission And I will tell this girl what it's to go fishing
Ronnie and this on the way to knock boots Two wicked minds on way to get loose One load of sperm is out of control 'n' roll
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