Yo, I park my ride on the side I'm feeling kind a-ight I know my stupid ass is gonna get drunk tonight
A quick view to the My boys are all So high 5's everywhere, a known smell
From the so who got the endo I wanna know 'cause my brain so So I followed the fog until the heart of the
Chilli Palmer a blunt and a glass of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but something is I don't what it is and I have to go pissing
But there's knocking at the door And right about now I'm looking at a girl I never saw before Right now I start to stare
Oh, it, my eyes 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, chick is the bomb, y'all Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb
Somebody me what her name is Somebody 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 my lips
But my tongue seems to a ton And I to myself, you've 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 talk It's too noisy in here so let's go for a walk My homies as we passed And Kane said, "Did a job Mr. Braz"
strictly headin' for my car And thank the holy Lord that my way ain't far 'Cause Mr. Braz on a mission And I will tell this girl what like to go fishing
Ronnie and this on the way to knock boots Two wicked on their way to get loose One load of sperm is out of control Rock 'n'
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