Pull up those drapes Hey, let's see just where we are I finally woke up, that's right 'Cause I've got to do something worthwhile I sent some smoke up
Hey, let's see just where we are here it comes I finally woke up That's right 'cause I've got to make something work out I sent some smoke up That'
up those drapes Hey let's see just where we are I finally woke up That's right 'Cause I've got to do something worthwhile I sent some smoke up
Oversættelse: Frank Black. Røg op.
escaped, in the Coupe Break bread, with the 'Kiss, Peniro, Sheek Louch Black Rob joined the Mob, it ain't no replacin him (Black Rob, I see you) Niggaz step up
' bent And to my hit hoes, my murder mommies I be smokin' trees in Belize when they find me While you still killin' niggaz with punany, like heiny And Cyrus up
get up right now I'm up man, what you need be? I need you to meet me at the forum Oh and saddle up the horses, we gone take us a little ride Word up,
in June Start the summer off, floating wit the guts maroon +Ricky Schroder+ paint job, colored +Silver Spoon+ Boys in black guts, black paint, midnight coon Black
ghetto Money in the ghetto ain't nothin new It's been like that, way before you Was even born, get up from the down stroke Chocolate City for the black
fo real, like Chubacca, who got the gonga, 'cause I be high like phone doctor, spark on vodka, eatin lobster, bumpin Frank Sinatra, Smoke-A-Lot
no I'm jus not givin up na I don't give a fuck yeah I'm gunna live it up so bring your boys an ill hit em up now pass me the mike let me rip it up
shook hands in Brookland Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crotched up over the casket, screamin
breakin' old habits so hard to do Fresh out the dealership crackin' up with cigars in the coup Man, 'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do, do Damn, it feel good to see people up
off Benz sped off, ain't no shook hands in Brookland Army fatigue break up teams, the enemies Look man, you wanna see me locked up, shot up Moms crotched up
her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed At last, I'm literally loungin' black Sittin' back, countin' double digit thousand stacks Had to re-up, see what's up
fuckin' screw-up Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up Choppin' rocks overnight The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin' to turn into the black Frank
