And we go a little something like this!
I smoke weed
And know that's everyday
I'm chillin with my niggas from around the way
Yes I'm here with the Brooklyn, Queens
Chillin on my Clique eating Rice and Beans
With my nigga Jo-C and the whole Kat Dee
You know how it is when you're smoking weed
You're high in the skies you don't even see
I run down the streets
I pull up my GAP
And look it at that nigga trying to look right to back
I'm ready for the gangstas
I'm a Rican I can do that
Bitches on my dick 'cuz I looks so sad
I rhyme fines and that's is that
This is for your mom and for your dad
Let me keep rolling
'cuz I be strolling
And look at all the bitches I'll be phoning
I pull out my GAP and still I kick flowing
Look little kid
You'd better start broking
I don't give a fuck
If your mom call the cops
Thеn I pull out my dick
And I put it in your mouth
Inside the school
You can catch us smoking weed
'cuz you know I don't give a fuck
If I catch you horny