Walk up in the session wit my dick in my hand

Fat sweet in my mouth 24 ounce can

Ain't got no time for all yesterday he say she say

Fat sweet in my mouth 24 ounce can

Fat sweet in my mouth 24 ounce can

Fat sweet in my mouth 24 ounce can

Ain't got no time for all yesterday he say she say

Pull out the B-Tape give it to the DJ

My eyes are tight and shinin

Cuz I'm smokin some kill

Dont look at me go buy some drinks

Call up some hoes if u will

I see its nothin but a party

Oh well I guess that I'm the host

Aint nobody got no more w**d its time to smoke

Keep that B rollin

You see everybody's holdin they own

You know I got to bust at least 2 or 3 before I'm gone

But theres always 1 in the crowd rappin loud

All in the niggaz mouth for all

Them b**ches and cowards

With the East coast flow

West coast body language

Don't know nothin bout the South tryin

To find someone to hang wit

Don't know nothin bout the South tryin

To find someone to hang wit

Don't know nothin bout the South tryin

To find someone to hang wit

Man when you finish flowin

Or whatever the f**k you doin

Holla at me I'll be in the bathroom boo boo'n

Had to get away needed some time to chill

So I bought a 59 and got behind the wheel

Scooped up a fat sack of kill I'll be drivin a while

Takin 2 or 3 pulls every 5 or 6 miles

I can't wait to see my road dogs you know how we do it

Just like a case of beer piece of cotton

Through one right through it

And all the b**ches know me I hit quite a few

They be glad to see me Niggaz

Don't give 'em dick like I do

I bust about 2 then they tell they friends then I'm in

With my french tickler makin they p**sy lips lips grin

And there's always one in the crowd

Talkin loud found out I f**ked her cousin

Now she runnin her mouth leavin

Notes on my windshield

I'm a b**ch I'm a hoe

Early in the mornin b**ches

Knockin at my mamas door

Mama please when you finish

Early in the mornin b**ches

Early in the mornin b**ches

Early in the mornin b**ches

Knockin at my mamas door

Mama please when you finish

Whatever that you doin

Who ever that is tell I'm

In the bathroom boo boo'n

I got a visit from an old friend fresh out the county

He said he came up on a lick

And he was glad that he found me

He had some new niggas

Wit him full of drink and lookin sweaty

Cockin gats back talkin bout

"Come on D man you ready "

It's a house down the street

About two doors down

They sell w**d and they least got 2 whole pounds

Man all we gots to do is hit this ride and we cool

Let's f**k his wife and take

His w**d and bust on that fool

We can all come up what ever we get we split

Aint nobody sayin nothin aint nobody seen sh*t

So let's pile up five deep in your 'llac

He'll know that it's you D

And he won't think it's a jack

Man you must be smokin crack

You dont know who dat is

That ni**a work for HBD been

Sellin w**d round here for years

So whenever you finish plottin

Schemin whatever you doin

Wait for me I'll be in the bathroom boo boo'n