Yo, I park my ride on the left 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 known smell
the inside so who got the endo I wanna 'cause my brain said so So I followed the fog until the of the party
Chilli Palmer with a and a glass of Bacardi Yo, all good but something is missing 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 looking at a that I never saw before about now I start to stare
Oh, fuck it, my are ready see her bare and Kane says Braz, what you're gonna do? I better go and relax and get myself 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 creeping on a tip Yo, a look at her hips, I try to lick my lips
But my seems to weigh a ton And I said to myself, got to talk to her Ron, yo It's said than done but I'm a do it a hard job I'm a go through it
So come on, baby, we talk too noisy in here so let's go outside for a walk My smiled as we passed And Kane said, "Did a job Mr. Braz"
We're strictly for my car And thank the holy that my way ain't that far 'Cause Mr. Braz goes on a And I will tell this girl what it's to go fishing
Ronnie and chick on the way to knock boots Two wicked minds on way to get loose One load of sperm is getting out of Rock 'n'
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