N.O.I.S. - Crayola lyrics

-Hook- Man they sayin I'mma Crayon I go Cray wit the Yola I go Cray wit the Yola Man they sayin I'mma Crayon I go Cray wit the Yola I go Cray wit the Yola Now chop it Chop, Chop, Chop it up Chop, Chop, Chop it up, Chop Now chop it Chop, Chop, Chop it up Chop, Chop, Chop Chop it up I go Crayy wit my Yola The police right behind me boy I ain't pullin over You think that I'm Hova how I keep that rock wit me And I keep a white girl, Miss Aguilera or Britney The snow be so pristine Summertime skiing should probly be on a jet ski It's coke but no Pepsi And yeah I look clean but really I'm getting messy -Hook- I go Crayy wit my Yola I don't play wit my Yola Go to Hollywood, Silent Bob and Jay for my Yola x2 And it's probly good b**h it's coming straight from La Jolla And I ain't bakin sh** I don't play wit the soda I stay wit my Yola And make my beats knock like Dre when I'm on her Every day man I want her -Hook- I go Crayy wit my Yola I don't play wit my Yola Leave Hollywood, head back to the Bay for my Yola x2 Insane for my Yola Deranged for my Yola Man you probly catch me all up on a plane wit my Yola I spit flame wit my Yola You need a pencil or pen, I just need my Crayola -Hook- “It was a crime school. I went in with a bachelor of Marijuana, came out with a Doctorate in Cocaine” -Blow