We smoke and drink all night Hangover cause we hung out Chicks know we party that's why They love it when we come out Have the time of your life Before all yo time run out Put them bottles on ice while I'll roll another one up
Come through with that killer weed Alfred Hitchcock in the zip lock Zig Zags and a Jones soda Let shorty twist one up for the pit stop Scratch off, AC on Windows up, new shit playin' What you sayin? Nathan Dollar signs my only language, Fluently speak it And reject fools comin' in my lane with that weak shit, That's how I keep it The game in my pocket like a Nintendo DS I left my last one on the jet I got mistakes I make So I don't lay down till the sunrise
We smoke and drink all night Hangover cause we hung out Chicks know we party that's why They love it when we come out Have the time of your life Before all yo time run out (run out) Put them bottles on ice while I'll roll another one up
(Yeah, yeah) I'm in a fire twips (Twips) High as hell (Man..) I'm try'na nail We can leave, find your cell Lock my number in like you're takin it for hostage Try'na put you on the game Maybe you should watch it They takin' trips to asp. And flyin' kites all in the tropics Watch the Pistons against the Bulls On the floor with the mascot Dancin', fly as Helly Hansons on our shoulder blades, And we tip the waiter good You can keep the change, That's Italian go there I'm born if you peep the change I keep a little reefer in my sneaker If we need the flame, Drink until I gotta piss Damn I got a lot of chicks Take another sip of what I'm drinkin' And I'm out of it
