November 18th

It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha One time for the homie DJ Screw Already I'm feelin' throwed in this bitch I'm so high even when I'm comin' down Just met a girl, said she from the H-Town I said my name is Drizzy and ain't nobody realer A cup inside a cup smokin' ghost face killah Got these boppers goin' crazy Nigga, I'm the man, I sent your girl message Said I see you when I can She send me one back but I ain't never read it 'Cause pussies only pussy and I get it when I need it and I'm tellin' you when homies runnin' down in the winter And I be riding rims with tires in it thinner Air force stun fly charters over seas full of Don Perian And the water for the D's Don't know why it happens every time we alone But here we are again and I swear I'm in my zone So I'ma sip this drink till that motherfucker gone Than you go get undressed and we gon' get it on I don't give you the time you deserve from me This is something I know, I know, I know So tonight I'll just fuck you like we're in Houston Taking everything slow so slow, so slow but I do it to her Draped up and dripped out know what I'm talkin' 'bout Three in the morning get it poppin' in the parking lot It's on once again and I never pretend A nigga stay G till the end, yeah I swear like every time we find ourself in this situation I just get that feeling like I mean Houston candy paint Switching colors in the light, it's about like 11 p.m. And you just roaming through the city bumpin' that screw Big Mo, UGK, Lil Keke It feel like everything just moving slow Let's take my time, I pace it, baby Yeah, I'm gone