night The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night He's all alone through the day and night The lonely loner seems to free his mind at night (at, at, at night) It's a quarter after
make me stay I see the guys tryna holla, girl I don't wanna bother you 'Cause you're independent and you got my attention Can I be your baby father? Girl, I just wanna show
Yeah - so what's it gon' be? Golden black Joe Clark, H.N.I.C. Regulatin on any hatin I see Some'n good in your hands then repeat after me [Chorus: Problem
trol heat Ya cold feet remain frozen As Hussein show thieves That got our own name stolen I'm Hussein, Flyin' down 95 in two lanes Wearin' fitted and blue
, Don't want the salesmen coming after me, Don't wanna live in my father's house no more. Don't want it faster, I dont want it free, Don't wanna show
low-low 'Cause we're going Ibiza I've got friends that really wanna meet ya With champagne and a whole lot of love It's all good, darling, a Blue Marlin
I know 'cause you know how my squad do [verse4 - Lloyd Banks] Nah, nigga I don't know who sent them young boys through To air the strip, shit just be happenin' out the blue
right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right on my Birkenstocks. then me yelping "Holy fucking shit!" Then the X-Files beings, who was like some kind of blue
a short lifetime A secret dreamer that never shows If no one sees you then nobody knows And all these words you were meant to say Held in silence day after
sour 22 feelin' like I've wasted every hour Of my life, shoulda been had a million in ice High as a kite, feeling the flight Turbulence, once in a blue
used to put the rubber on and skeet straight through it And it seems, that I always keep my pipe in these hoes Keep my mic at these shows, 'cause that
if the smoke ain't right I'm tight, nicknamed Ike for the drama It's baby and her mama, naked in a sauna Down with the gang 'cuz them flows be hard Blue
day Big Banks came through and started mixin Sittin in the studio kick back listenin To some funky ass shit from the dangerous crew Debbie D came through, with FM Blue
that, nigga ice my toes In whatever bitch you fuck, bet I'm twice them hoes And I want my pussy licked, after all my shows It's not a game, that I does
that wack shh act like I aint had a belt in two classes I aint got it I'm going after whoever who has it I'm coming after whoever who has it you blowing
makin' me die of laughter Because I know what these son-of-a-bitches are after Your mind and soul, if your blind and cold Then your true sign is shown
from somebody's backyard And drop it off at the park that was the halfway mark To meet Kim had to walk back to her Mamma's on Chalmers after dark To
(White America) Little Eric looks just like this (White America) Erica loves my shit I go to 'TRL' Look how many hugs I get Look at these eyes baby blue