[Intro: Too $hort (& Cutty)] Nasty bee-yatch (let's go niggaz don't know what to deal a hoe) You just a tramp hoe [Chorus: Cutty Cartel] No I don't like
[answering machine girl] Hi baby I know your under a lot of pressure at your work and all And I do understand You have no idea how much I understand But
(Freestyle) D.E.V- I.N, tryin, my luck, tryin to see what I can do see what I can come up with. Shits in my head, eyes red I'm high. The weed I have is
Anythang is plenty man and is better than an' nothin' at all Anythang is plenty man Anythang is plenty man and is better than an' nothin' at all Anythang
Take a seat, that nigga D is at your service I never get nervous unless I'm wondering where the herb is I don't sell but I purchase, I try to find the
Bitch what do you want? Nigga what do you need? A rock hard bone? A dime of weed? Whatever it is hoe, you can hit him from a phone But if ya don't want
What you gonna do when the people go home And you wanna smoke weed but the reefer's all gone? And somebody had the nerve to take the herb up Out the doobie
DJ, play that song man, play that song DJ Yeah, time to roll up somethin', man Smoke somethin', man Grab a drank, grab somethin to smoke on Yeah, it'
It was a cool afternoon, the first day of school Everybody wonderin' whose the new dude With the Kangol sneakers with the wide shoe strangs Wonderin',
folks be trippin on me i just be doin my thang, hoes be likin the way my big ol' nuts hang and swang, people out in public see me smokin on my herb, they
We finna smoke like it ain't no tomorrow I grab a Swisher Sweet and use my fingernail to cut it Gut it, then I dump the droppin' out then stuff it full
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again Steadily rewindin', trying to make some
Make you cry, cry, the things that'll make you laugh Can be the same things that make you cry (Cry) Those things that'll make you tell the truth Can make
Fat fat, uh And along came Pos Fat fat [Posdnuos] It's a sure bet When I stare into your dark browns I get Overwhelmed, overjoyed, overstep My bounds
Forty years from now, Will I still be scratching away at this hole, Will I look back into this jar and see a presence worth mentioning? I'll be in
[Words and music Devin Townsend] I wanna know what you all Had for dinner I wanna watch the rodeo I wanna big city boy Be a man, not a boy I'm gonna
[Words and music by Devin Townsend] Time will be on my side No looking back this time All that I've known is gone Time to be moving on...
(I'm an idiot.) Well stop being an idiot then!!! Even though I've made a few new friends... It's hard to be back here in Sweden again As above and so