Verse One:
i'm like rowww rowww like i have cerebral palsy
my flows bes wet loke all you girls draws be
crack the dils spread the buddah in the hiddouse
roll it up and diddas who tipped in for the 10 bag
etcetera i roll my blunts with two textures
pick up 50 bags and then i smoke all the extras
it's the truth like funk 180 proof
don't drop your draws i'll fuck through your daisy dukes (true)
put your fingers up in the air if your high
i walk by, so f-in' dry
i swing up in it bout an average as half as
good as reggie jackson's that's why you talk backwards
and toch bills and bogard shit like humphrey
you couldn't beat me if you ran with 21 jumpstreet
or 90210 fuck it yo
in the movies i'm the nigga puffin' buddah in the back row
Chorus: Repeat 8X
i can't wait to get it on
Verse Two:
i'm just a smoky boy, i'm from the land of the lost
you can't see me like charlie angel's boss
i'm often coolin' round the bliddocks
i rock round the cliddocks
my gliddock cocked from here to 16 for liddocks
i tried to tomas if i'm gettin' scopic
i was built like two tits but now i'm butter like blue bonnet
now who got the funk, we got the funk
a yo i got the weed, we got the blunt
i never spliff, i used to puff buddahs in the jail
back in 88 when it was 20 cidic grand(rizzam)
you couldn't read me in braild, hell
i write my names on walls in smole spots when i'm buyin' l
the fly guy with force like luke sky
down for 8 ball see twa bitch if you fly
the funkadelic been rockin mics since the fourth grade
i terminate like X and i terminate like schwartzanage
