sdp interlude

You taste good like soul food Parked up outside in the old-school The new me back with the old you A dog always find his way back home and it's so true Make it home, fall through and pop one You know the motto's: "Smoke some, drink some, pop one" Got your hand on my Glock while your ass ride shotgun High, high stakes, we risk it every day Ride around, around I know fuckin' ugly niggas just not fun Had to zero out the fade 'cause I'm not one, yeah, yeah So smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit) Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Lit), Yeah Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Yeah-yeah, yeah) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Yeah) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Ooh-ah) Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one Smoke some, drink some, pop one (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, alright) Smoke some, drink some, pop one I'ma run through On the front stoops all gettin' ran through, yeah Right, ball with it Yeah, I'm in a cat call with it Yeah, I made phone calls with it Yeah, I made bank calls with it, yeah And H-Town lately where you find me, yeah Ride 'round city, no ID, yeah Back of the Benz where I find peace, yeah Beats popular And me notchin' this From doo-wop and 'em