day Treat me like a toilet, you can sit on me And let your knees touch your nostrils Show me that big ol' brown booty hole, let me record it like a studio You
lookin' pretty Asked around you got a Range, boy I been had wheels Aiyyo you think you gotta little change, yeah my dirties love me truly I remember you
to glance Now I'm macking See this gold? I bought it all Now every night you young freaks call You see my car? It's my best friend So it you touch, you
with ice From the eastside, baby, Oakland town Can't understand why I'm so down I'm not a white wall, I'm a Vogue Like seen On white wheel I roll Got
all night Don't you know I got Bun B In my front seat and we got these (Poppers on the Chrome) One time for ya boy Pimp C (Pocket full of stones) Yeah
then I carried on Got myself dressed and off to work I got there early, the boss was happy "hey, good mornin afrika Let me show ya the surprise that
stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned Everybody must get stoned You
Dog was around sipping on the Hen Let the fly rhymes smother you with the scent of the skunk We got the High Times cover, shows you how to roll a blunt
that you're clappin' Maybe your pillow conversations been controllin' the actions Maybe your homey overheard an' never told you what happened You look behind you when you
is dead I really got buzzed when your sister said Let me take you honey where the scene's on fire" Oh your sister can't twist but she can rock and roll
you you ain't got the power to rhyme They used to tell me toughen up Put some bass in your voice They used to tell me lighten up Put some Mase in your
that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave, me and Screwyoo what you wanna do, let me come down Poyo got his crew got my whole click, got to come down
on the corner serving that rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll Posted on the corner with that rock n roll, r-r-rock n roll Hey, little mama, have you
up, turn it up The headphones, turn it up Yo, you hear me? (Yeah, whut up Toney?) W'sup Don' Don' (All the way up) You know how we do (Let's get this paper together) You
Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yes, yes, we like to thank you You are the 77th caller You know you just won a pair of Theodore drawers and all that How do you
muthafuckin' man J-Love [J-Love] Aiyo, I come through like a Chicago Bears linebacker Call me Brian Urlacher, straight up attack you Then I backslap you