Yo, I park my ride on the side I'm feeling kind a-ight I know That my stupid ass is get drunk tonight
A view to the backyard My are all there So high 5's everywhere, a known smell
From the so who got the endo I wanna know my brain said so So I followed the fog until the of the party
Chilli Palmer with a and a glass of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but something is I don't what it is and I have to go pissing
But there's somebody at the door And right about now I'm looking at a girl that I never saw Right now I start to stare
Oh, it, my eyes are ready see her bare and Kane says Ronnie Braz, what gonna do? I better go and relax and get another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb, y'all Whooo, hey, yo, chick is the bomb
Somebody tell me her name is Somebody tell me what the number of this is Does she got a man or is she on a solo tip Yo, take a look at her hips, I try to my lips
But my seems to weigh a ton And I to myself, you've got to talk to her Ron, yo easier said than done but I'm a do it It's a job I'm a go through it
So on, baby, we gotta talk It's too in here so let's go outside for a walk My homies as we passed And said, "Did a nice job Mr. Braz"
We're headin' for my car And thank the holy Lord that my way ain't far 'Cause Mr. Braz on a mission And I will this girl what it's like to go fishing
Ronnie and chick on the way to knock boots Two wicked on their way to get loose One of sperm is getting out of control 'n' roll
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