Once Mo' Ginn - Smoov-E, Mac Dre

And me M-D

From the V

I come from a place where the dope fiends base

And it’s hard to keep the rollers out your face

Keep a strap on your lap in the back in the sack

And a fat Zapco for the bass

X, sex, latex

Leather coats by Avirex

Icy fools in Nike shoes

We play to win, don’t like to lose

A lotta player cats in Cal Bear hats

Lookin' for some chassis on the loose

Gold-diggin bitches tryin ta get you for ya riches

Now tell me ain’t that the truth

Tennis shoe pimpin, ain’t no simpin, nigga try to get it hella quick

We rhyme, grind, all the time, sometimes might pull a lick

Hella hoggish, slightly doggish

September 'til the end of August

It’s me MD in the place to be

Back with my cutthoat Smoov-E

«When I’m weedless

I’m a fiend and I need this»

We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)

And sometimes it’s laced with hash (not laced with hash)

They shakes (they shakes) they ass (they ass)

And sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)

I want you to take me to yo house (yo house)

Put some Isotoners on my feet (my feet)

Pay for the wheels on my wagon (my wagon)

You know

Pick up the tab on the pants I’m sagging (I'm sagging)

Cause that’s what you need to do (that's what you need to do)

Like that girl (like that)

That’s what you need to do

You by yourself, didn’t bring sacs

Can’t hang with E and all the Macs

With no head and shoulder

You think your getting cold but boy it gets colder

Boulder bash your expectations

Hot with heat with a kind of relations

You live a dream but you ain’t got heem

Tell me you a baller but you ain’t got a team

Can’t break a bitch, no skill

Ho better bring me my pills

You can’t play me with ya old Mercedes

Gotta give something for the grown man gravy

Hazy baby come with cabbage

Three new broads is a weekly average

A young mac know the dick to the purse

Hit it from the back

Climbing in reverse

She had high socks and skirt like a nurse

She wasn’t that fine but it sure gets worse

Night start slow with a quick finish

Hash to the head with an Olde English

Wiggle what ya momma gave ya

Don’t mind my behavior

Wiggle what ya poppa gave ya

Don’t mind my misbehavior

We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)

And sometimes it’s laced with hash (not laced with hash)

They shakes (they shakes) they ass (they ass)

And sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)

Her name was Rhonda, she liked marijuana

And let me hit in the back of her Honda

That Afghani, hash come in handy

With a hat to the side, big D in the ride, talk you out yo' panties

Her name was Rhonda, she liked ganja

And let me hit in the back of her Honda

That Afghani, hash come in handy

With a hat to the side, big D in the ride, talk you out yo' panties