Oh sh**, I took a X pill now I'm ready to flip
I smoked a fat joint, now I'm sh** outta luck
There goes another chicken head ready to cluck
Damn yo, ya gotcha clothes off
I ain't even poured the liquor yet you must be a vet
Damn you soft, yeah you already wet
Let me get some gla**es, then we start to heavy pet
Think 777 93 11, how you fit up all that lovin' in your oven
A n***a hit that sh** and not owe you nuttin'?
Ain't that somethin'?
Now I'm heading to the store, to get some orange juice
Cos' I'm coming down
It's time to get loose, heading for a club
I think it's after two, I'mma rolls this dubs
We gonna smoke; true, step into the place
It's time to party again, what's that n***a doing in the club with the cardigan
My n***a Wildchild roll through with the Scotch and Gin
The thickest ones over there, they know that we're watchin' them
Shake shake, shake shake
Ooohh
Astro-black, get the one with all backs
The one that likes gettin' their hair pulled and a** smacked
Yeah all day yo I be up in the sack, sippin' on Courvoisier while she's
Rubbin' my back
n***a's like, "Where's Quas at, I ain't seen the n***a in a week"
Most likely a n***a like me's chillin' wid a house freak
Astro-black latex, in line who's next? Wait
Wow that's from the last album, ain't you over that yet?
f** you