I already got what I rolled up in my left hand
#~!!@ on my mind, tighter than a headband
Kush in my lungs, ganja in my sweat glands

This %#@! better than the next strain
She head down booty poppin'


I make that #~!!@ whistle like the Old Spice man
catch it like a cornerback
You think i give a $#&@, that's a misconception

Oh what a night
The roof is on fire, so what i'm high
Oh what a night

She a bad (*##$
Look at baby over there
Wassup, yo mamma come here


She started dancing like she do it in the mirror