Listen Up! - Blaze Ya Dead Homie

Hey listen up

From the back to the front let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Where the weed at let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up

Pass me a whiskey sour

And some edibles

Damn I’m so crossed

I feel incredible

Always fashionably late

Impeccable

Need a bitch to take home

Hope she flexible

Head between her thighs so edible

Getting into it so sensual

Vision blurry nothing legible

Yeah this night unforgettable

Pass the cannabis

About a pound of it

I wanna see how red that ya eyes can get

The air is getting thick with the smoke

Bet you can’t make your way thru an not choke

Know you like drank yo we got it on tap

Fill up ya cup an then tip it on back

Let loose ya inhibitions let’s get blazed

Get it popping for ya homie

Like them old days

Hey listen up

From the back to the front let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Where the weed at let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up

A little party never hurt anybody

And it’s just starting

Time to turn up no one can stop me

If you think you can

Bitch!

you and what army!

Grab the bottle twist the cap

Don’t just sit there tip it back

Letting Brew go warm an flat

Is cause to get ya smacked

Now you know me an I don’t play

Love to rock out night an day

Come on try n stop this party

You and what army!

Hey listen up

From the back to the front let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Where the weed at let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up

Hey listen up

Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up