straight zonin' and we ain't leavin' Till six in da mornin', so what you gonna do All the mamis in the club, gettin' it on and they ain't leavin' Till six in da mornin
my homeboys coolin' way out told 'em bout my mornin' Cold bugged' em out shot allmenn little dice until my knees got sore Kicked around some stories bout the night before
Da bullshit, IC-Don motherfucker, da bullshit Funk Doc, motherfucker, push whips, motherfucker Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in this motherfucker
boy I got my one two three four five a six horse for equality Vocal chamomile and wallabies I smoke lot like thought it be got me boomin' like ba-da-bing
[Royce Da 5'9"] I got a phone call Six in the morning, anonymous, that said "Yeah nigga, we got him" and then they hung up Then I looked down at my iPhone
Cinema Six, and catch a flick Papa Deauxxx for swamp thangs, fettucini and fish Not a trick, but I love shopping for my lady friend You could be my one and only, right before
POINTS CAMERA AT SCULPTURE AND TAKES A PICTURE. CARLY: YOU KNOW, FOR MOST EIGHTH GRADE GIRLS, IF THEY CAME HOME AND FOUND THEIR TWENTY-SIX-YEAR-OLD BROTHER
watchin' me push the big six Admit it I'm Da type to get addicted to like China Why you fucking wit pure dough? Tonight's da night, we all get high Niggas
came in the door, said it before Luck getting drunk till I fall to the floor Come back for more, rock wall to wall Ball till I score, then out by the morn
hidden indoor plants clonin', Restricted area no residential zone in, The warehouse district equipped with federal loanin', FBA got played like six in the morning, DA slippin', ATF snoring, I check my wise before
, wild for the night Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what --- This goes back to nineteen.. Ahem, check it, yo GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!! Yeah, good morning
the right, wild for the night Punks in the back, c'mon and attract to what This goes back to nineteen.. Ahem, check it, yo GOOD MORNING VIETNAM!! Yeah, good morning
playas straight zonin' and we aint leavin' till six in da mornin'(so what you gonna do) [Chorus] all the mamis in the club, gettin' it on and they aint leavin' till six in da mornin
da fuck you bought that shit, And how the fuck you don't work but drive different cars, We got you on the interstate in a Jaguar, Where da dopa and the