Illecism - Pepé Le Pew freestyle lyrics

[Intro] [G] what song is this, Myk? [Myk Blauuw] just a beat [G] who did it? [Myk Blauuw] uh, 4Five [Verse 1: Illecism] Yo, I be in the Honda with my homie Virg doing the thing I'm most fond of Rolling up a paper stick packed to the brim with ganja Lips getting blacker but I give a damn like Yolanda Probably fume bomba til my sh**'s as black as Obama's I'm a get on this & snap folks I don't know about you homie but that smoke Got me feeling crazy, so crazy Got me thinking maybe my Fly High fraternity should quit with all the hazing Blazing, from the wake & bake until the days in California raised in, smell us with no canine Think your tree blazing? I forgot to say I got California Raisins so hit me on my grape vine Probably blowing on the finest growing in the state lines Wanna talk? I don't like sweets but I'll take $5 Purple my favorite cream, dream's my favorite is blue & you know what I mean if your perfume be Pepé Le Pew, pew I'm riding by with my n***as doing 60 headed to a food & liquor We gon' burn it down today, probably get crushed Smell us from a mile away, I'm a be skunk, Pepé Le Pew