QWOP - 99 Neighbors

Damn, I got weed for the low

Got me a quarter pound, went through security

All of my homies love me, they securin' me

Everyday another day to be weird with me

Damn I got tree I could smoke

Copped me some den- fuck it

(Ay, ay)

Damn, I got weed for the low

Got me a quarter pound, went through security

All of my homies love me, they securin' me

Everyday another day to be weird with me

Damn, I got tree I could smoke

Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style

I been back when I was gone for a while

Gettin' high when I feel down

Holy shit I got some money

Guess I’m blessin' up the plug

Weed became my only drug

Been to hell a couple times

One would I think I enough

If I’m never gonna learn again, but if I burn again

I’m gonna turn a couple heads

Make a little bread, get a little head

Fuck it, I don’t give a fuck when I got love and care around me

All the demons doubt me

If you really 'bout me, then you really 'bout me

I got my people 'round me and they all around me

Tell me, how we sounding?

Turn up the stereo, smoke some weed and get hysterical

Damnit, why is it so rare to vote?

I really hate the globe

Well fuck it, don’t overdose

Damn, I got weed for the low

Got me a quarter pound, went through security

All of my homies love me, they securin' me

Everyday another day to be weird with me

Damn, I got tree I could smoke

Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style

I been back when I was gone for a while

Gettin' high when I feel down

Bitch I ain’t breaking down for nothing

You can choke on this whole thang, here my whole gang

With some new chains, and a few thangs

On ‘em, now they finally start to look like rappers

On a one way call, I got some local trappers

‘Cause the money stack was never tall enough

Eating Dominos a couple months ago

And now I cannot touch unless the plating tough

What they debating?

Nothing

Highly hating on us

Niggas ain’t backing it’s all front

I’m all over maps and that’s on moms

I could never move home, but it’s all love (facts)

When they want it done right, who they call up?

Ooo, he went from the benches to ballin'

Double, triple, I threw a whole lot in

Just to live like this, get like this get like me

Damn, I got weed for the low

Got me a quarter pound, went through security

All of my homies love me, they securin' me

Everyday another day to be weird with me

Damn, I got tree I could smoke

Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style

I been back when I was gone for a while

Gettin' high when I feel down

Phone ringin' like a bitch

I don’t pick up on that shit

I’m on my business, I’m flippin' through numbers again

Who is this nigga that’s trippin' on everything?

You don’t want anything off of the rip

Your daughter been on me, and she super soakin'

And she grab the camera like she Kevin Smith

Suckin' my dick, like I’m back on my shit

I’m still tippin' on fo' fo’s

Pull up in a black truck if you act up like

Bitch I’m not Mike Jones

Stop callin' my phone, line’s been tapped up

Maybe I get a bit out of hand

Handle my business anyway that I can

Like I’m ‘posed to now, too vocal now

For a chance to get another advance for the poster child

Damn, I got weed for the low

Got me a quarter pound, went through security

All of my homies love me, they securin' me

Everyday another day to be weird with me

Damn, I got tree I could smoke

Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style

I been back when I was gone for a while

Gettin' high when I feel down