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

'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but someday I'm selfish for you (ooh) If I'm lucky, I'll meet ya, heaven or high water 'Cause things didn't work out in this life, but maybe Vodka on my lips Took too many drinks Makes me reminisce all the way

We were living it up, up, up in that American love Two young hearts, one cool car And all we wanted to do was park, kiss, smoke, drink I love this song, baby, what do you think? She turned it up windows fogging up I pick her up about seven for the

"Oh my God! What a fabulous room! Are all these your guitars? "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to startle you" "This place is bigger than our apartment" "Let me know when you're entering a room" "Um, Can I get a drink of water?" "I was wondering about" "You

I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove Six feet in the clay I will drink muddy water I'm gonna sing this song Have a contrary woman Lord, that I can't control And when yo' knee-bones get shaky Honey, and your blood run cold

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

I got the drink in me goin' back to back They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Oh man, oh man Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm

One more time for my taste I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my It's okay, it's me, babe Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I'm not

You can't buy love, but you can make it You can't make sunshine, but you can make love When life gives you lemons They pour down from the heavens This is what you've got to do Make some lemonade Drink it in the shade Don't let a bad day get to you You

But for how long till you reach a downfall My crew worthy, blood sweat and tears And thirty years for years, extort niggas and drink beers Tired of livin life this way, crime pay Thug niggas surround y'all, 4 pound y'all Animal instinct, these niggas