Yo, I park my ride on the left I'm feeling kind a-ight 'cause I That my stupid ass is gonna get drunk
A view to the backyard My are all there So high 5's everywhere, a known smell
From the so who got the endo I wanna know 'cause my brain so So I the fog until the heart of the party
Chilli Palmer with a blunt and a of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but is missing I don't know what it is and I have to go
But somebody knocking at the door And right about now I'm looking at a that I never saw before Right about now I to stare
Oh, it, my eyes are ready see her bare and Kane says Braz, what you're gonna do? I better go and relax and get another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, this is the bomb, y'all Whooo, hey, yo, this chick is the
Somebody tell me her name is Somebody me what the number of this dame is she got a man or is she creeping on a solo tip Yo, take a 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 easier said than done but I'm a do it It's a job I'm a go through 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 Lord my way ain't that far 'Cause Mr. goes on a mission And I will this girl what it's like to go fishing
Ronnie and this 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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