Chilling in Miami and I met a little freak And all we do is fuck, drink, and sleep All we do is fuck, drink, and sleep Got three bad friends and they all on me And me and baby girl been chilling all week Yes, all we do is fuck, drink, and sleep I ain't

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck fuckis wrong with you?" I thought

Losin' my balance You don't listen every time I try to, try to And I told you I don't need love, but I might probably fuck fuckit up, oh, ayy (told you) Drinkin' too much, but let me get another cup, oh (told you) Swear I, I, I, I, I, I, I (told you)

What we doing? Where ya at? I've been drinking, it's lit as fuck fuckWho you with? What ya want? I told her where it's at? Where it's at? Where it's at? Where it's at? She fine and got ass and tits Pre rolls, no blunts Hop in my whip That bitch go fast as

He likes his coffee black like his soul He drinks it scorching hot like a fucking psycho He like coffee a lot And he like his coffee now Fifty cups of coffee and you know it’s on Come to the dark side, we have candy Yes but do you have coffee?

Let's get high, high Come on let's get high, high All these niggas and all these hoes in here, somebody here gon' fuck Talking that, walking that, spitting at hoes Smoking this, drinking that, hitting at hoes Fuck Fuckthis I'm hitting that I'm hitting em

Smoke some weed This is West coast nigga thinking California quicksand got a nigga sinking I can give a fuck fuckwhat you niggas drinking I can give a fuck fuckwhat you bitches drinking "Smoke some weed" George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton Chris Farley,

Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly (Fucked around and fell in love with her) And I can't seem to find Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly, Molly Put it in my drink, put it in my drink Put it in my drink, you already know

Everybody pop a bottle, make that thing go boaw! When you're all ready say go, okay You see him standing on the furniture doing his thing Tell the club owner, fuck yo' couch, Rick James nigga Let her drink it till she drown Atta girl gon' wild, pop a

We roll deep, smoke on weed drink and pack heat Requirements for survival each day in L.A.! It don't stop, we still mash in hot pursuit from the cops Analyze why we act this way in L.A.! Yeah nigga, MC Ren up in this motherfucker (West West y'all) Yeah,