DJ Code Money - Smoke Some k** lyrics

Cheeba, cheeba on my brain Went downtown jump the train 12 o'clock in New York No cab, had to walk Downtown Latin Quarter Got inside drunk some water Stepped on stage started to talk Said yo yo what up New York Danced all around act so silly Homie in the crowd said must be from Philly Code was cuttin' I was grabbing my dick Thought to my self I'm tired as sh** Jump off stage ran outside Grab Code Money jumped a ride Turn left no homie turn right Straight back to the after midnight Got to the place people was cheering Girls threw panties that they was wearing Fellas in the back they was leering My fat gold chain they was staring I wasn't caring you f*ggots I ain't fearing Calm down cool and chill Crack another forty smoke some k** Woke up early Sunday morn Jump out of bed Fila's on Thought about the hangover Kissed the dog called my mom Rover Went to the kitchen Cap'n Crunch Turn on the tube the Brady Bunch Instead of a house they live in a palace Jan was f**ing Mike and Mike was f**ing Alice My little eyes opened up wide The thing in my pants started to rise Sat down on the couch to cool and chill Crack me a forty roll some k** I was smoking I was toking My mom said boy you must be joking Threw me outside it was raining I was soaking That weed so damn provoking Yeah!! So I crack another forty Smoke some k** Thought to my self My mom got ill Yeah Wait 'til she get my bill