.Hazy mess, smoking rollies in the back of an Acura
Acting like we sober with the pigs on the back of us
Swervin' through suburbia, you're pleading: "Knock it. Yes!"
Only urban to you culchies
I'm the culture, you fuckin' boss, your girl's eyes rollin' B
Swear she ain't rode me, on the.
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