Party Supplies - November Rain lyrics

Smoke wax, hat low like a marine The only way to describe the scene was serene Serena Williams in the BM doing neck thrusts I need that check cut laid on the deck getting s**ed up, green Harley The only way to describe the colour of the seat was Steve Harvey Sleep hardly, rock a loafer to the beach party My weed smell like when your niece farted Throw acid on your cheek, oh man Throw acid on your cheek, now you're a work of art Beauties only skin deep, they'll still accept you Stuff a quarter pound of drug inside the a**hole of a German shepherd My jacket made of Cuban leopard My shoe's old habitat was the rain forest Feed my family with the main harvest I used to have a snake but that motherf**er escaped His cousin not so lucky, got made into a bucket hat I'm truly a cla**ic, shooting dice with Ernie Anostas Your team'll see gurnies and caskets That's it, ba*tard This sh** I mastered Do a backflip Out of the black whip