Yo, I my ride on the left side I'm kind a-ight 'cause I know my stupid ass is gonna get drunk tonight
A view to the backyard My boys are all So high 5's everywhere, a well known
From the inside so who got the I know 'cause my brain said so So I followed the fog until the of the party
Chilli Palmer with a and a glass of Bacardi Yo, it's all good but is missing I don't what it is and I have to go pissing
But there's knocking at the door And right now I'm looking at a girl that I never saw before Right about now I to stare
Oh, fuck it, my eyes are ready see her and Kane says Ronnie Braz, what gonna do? I go and relax and get myself another brew
Whooo, hey, yo, this chick is the bomb, Whooo, hey, yo, this is the bomb
Somebody me what her name is tell me what the number of this dame is Does she got a man or is she creeping on a tip Yo, a look at her hips, I try to lick my lips
But my tongue seems to a ton And I said to myself, got to talk to her Ron, yo It's said than done but I'm a do it It's a hard job I'm a go it
So come on, baby, we gotta It's too noisy in here so let's go outside for a My homies as we passed And Kane said, "Did a job Mr. Braz"
strictly headin' for my car And thank the holy Lord that my way that far Mr. Braz goes on a mission And I will tell this girl it's like to go fishing
Ronnie and this chick on the way to boots Two minds on their way to get loose One of sperm is getting out of control 'n' roll
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