Album: other songs

Doom Boom

forget about the party
the shit's in callamazoo
and i dont feel like drivin anymore than you do
we got a house party over here in the place
with all the local honeys drippin up in my face
we gotta female goin up in my room
its gotta big tail and its ready to boom (boom)
what's that sweet smell in the air?
y'all goin crazy up in here

fauna on the corner glowin low on the street
me big ol head bounce sittin back wit da beat and
i keep my head down and i never repeat upon the
same route where they're beatin their feet
chocolate on a stick fuzzy wuzzy want it thick
not like crack heads when they suckin on a dick
baby ima get you higher
big bricks'z no tricks'z

*pre chorus*
hey money low money blow money show money
hey money grip zoom low money grip zoom blow money show money
hey baby i said a grt grt grrrrtititi

*chorus*
wo wo wo wo yea
crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom
wo wo wo wo yea ah yea yea
wo yea
crank it up when you're suckin on a stick of doom boom boom
wo like yea yea
crank it up
whoap whoap

everybody talk but they aint makin no sense
they say igabagawannatagadoobiedadenz
and i'm like what the fuck are you sayin man?
listen to the music there ain't nobody playin
they thinkin that the chronic went and fizzled my brain
me thinkin that the choeba spray painted tha pain
cool out, get back get back wit it
chill like the pill with the mellow in it
giggle like a fool fall asleep in the truck
all you can eat Chinese eight bucks
me and everybody's headin up to the strip
wanna party ladi-dadi money up in the grip
big daddy got the big daddy grin on his face
show up the YZ first leg of the race
say ima get you higher
big bricks'z no tricks'z

*pre chorus*
*chorus*