Yo, why y'all had to bring this up man? I mean it ain?t like I forgot but It?s like I wouldn't thinkin? about it man But now that you wanna talk about
tongue tickin' the bong Go on ahead so I don't have to do that far, I'm spoiled (And I don't like to work that hard) I like to lay back, relax and enjoy
bong. Go on ahead so I dont have to do that far, I'm spoiled (and I don't like to work that hard). I like to lay back, relax, and enjoy my time, and
Petey here I wanna tell I'm dead broke and I'm 'bout to go crazy Half a tank of gas, two cigarettes Scrapping up change in the ashtray Then the voices
you to understand I'm the businessman, it's not the same I'm treated like a dope dealer runnin' the game And you wonder why I can't get no peace I'm
, I ain't makin no new mutha fuckin friends, now I got no enemies, I hold no grudges, from now on I'm overseein my own budget, (fo real!!) we all
stop it I want you to know I love you I'm talkin' to you baby I'm talkin' to you sucker I love you I love you I have a special phone number where you
't know me I'm chillin' in a hotel room, lonely But I thank God I'm with my homies But sometimes I wish I was back home But only no radio or video's
time ago Young rappers, one more suggestion before I get out of your way But I appreciate the respect you give me and what you got to say I?m sayin
I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, we on fire We gotta call the fire department Let's go, yo, yo, yo I don't know why people try to be live when they not I gotta
, I play the riddler You try to do me for my nigga I'll change to Hitler I'll go out like Nazi, wish your fuckin ass stayed Home and play Yahtzee! Or
Aight bet uhh sweetheart? Listen up toots I like your looks I used to see girls like you in them girlie books I'm losin my mind, but it's not lost yet I
death of my moms, the slug and the length of my arm I'm, "The Answer" like Allen I Who runs sick like cancer on the Island, I I'm the first that ever
's no fun Putos talking shit and they just go on and go on (so on) I'm giving you something to go on I got myself an Oldie CD I want to throw one Mix
of Mary Jane And when I fight I fight mano a mano Por que si mon I'm a down ass Chicano I'll say it again I'm down for mine ese Or laugh at you if you
real MC And so I did what I did, I'm so glad that I did it Because it put some chips in my pocket when I finished Using words like Homes, Simon, and
craps in the back of the liquor store And I'm hittin, and we'll keep it at that You out joe? no, I'm too dope for that Rollin and I'm headin for the clark