الأغاني:
Mother Hips Smoke

you and I Must be high But the dressing room's too hot So we hit the parking lot Where we smoke Smoke please lead us up to heaven We got smoke Smoke

you and I Must be high But the dressing room's too hot So we hit the parking lot Where we smoke Smoke please lead us up to heaven We got smoke Smoke

Now I'm playin games with hoes turn they hearts to jello "L" rolled from my wrist to my elbow Hella smoke got my eyes red like Elmo Music that I make

can I get you ta sell some of your smoke And could you ta sell me some of that drink,glug, glug But I bang, bang, chitty, chitty Lips, hips, fingertips

the scenario) it was B D the MPV the bloods and blue things knockers and wu tings M.E.A.T O shit look at those lips and hips on that bitch we hit the

, drink think, do this, smoke this fuck you while we're somebody else but at least i won't be out alone i'm with my uncle and his mother and the rest

, drink think, do this, Smoke this Fuck you while we're somebody else But at least i won't be out alone I'm with my uncle and his mother And the rest

I get you ta sell some of your smoke and could you ta sell me some of that drink (glug, glug) But I bang, bang, chitty, chitty, lips, hips, fingertips

rip out my tongue and spit the black magic And I'm supposed to be fucking some crack addict without a rubber? And I already got a baby by her mother?