Song Lyrics
I ve been around in the game much longer than you can figure, we all the same it s just we smoked different chronic
Chillin con mis compas tequila is in order, chillin con mis compas tequila is in order Ways, if there s one thing i ve learned in my travels that s ironic
In their rides top tippin with my cut straight dippin, all across the map to keep my pocket book bigger
All across the map to keep my pocket book bigger, started in the west now to the east is where they re flyin me
I got all yall in my sights tonite, daily gettin twisted off the herb and bacardi
Livin on the road till my record sells gold, shook the spot in hamburg ended up in amsterdam
a little champagne the huero s high off the reefa
Daily gettin twisted off the herb and bacardi, let s take a little trip down south of the border
You should be pumpin like a hydro if all goes right, started in the west now to the east is where they re flyin me
The late-nite binges the all-nite party, and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode Delinquent, give me a fat sack of yesca and some cash in hand
Gettin stoned lookin out over the hudson river, see we poppin worldwide west to east
Jams like a bug-a-boo all up on ya, only cash from my rola with that mass appeal Habits, passin entrance aw you know
Where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin, shook the spot in hamburg ended up in amsterdam
where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin
Give me a fat sack of yesca and some cash in hand, see we poppin worldwide west to east Western, be the type to leave you dazed out blowin snot bubbles
And i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode, where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin, if there s one thing i ve learned in my travels that s ironic
Only cash from my rola with that mass appeal, fame don t pay the bills that s on the real
Only cash from my rola with that mass appeal, rollin with my homeboys but they more like family, i got all yall in my sights tonite
anywhere there s stomach acid in the belly of the beast
like a late-nite bud binge face down in the puddle
Let s take a little trip down south of the border, all across the map to keep my pocket book bigger Habits, i can t fight it yo i think it s time we go
i wanna rock sur califa midwest known to deliver
Crossing the atlantic feeling germany s breeze, all across the map to keep my pocket book bigger
Like a late-nite bud binge face down in the puddle, give me a fat sack of yesca and some cash in hand
be the type to leave you dazed out blowin snot bubbles
No matter how you see it now it s quite the same, and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode
and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode
i got all yall in my sights tonite
That s how it goes now i m headed back home, i can t fight it yo i think it s time we go Delinquent, i wanna rock sur califa midwest known to deliver
I can t fight it yo i think it s time we go, jams like a bug-a-boo all up on ya Western, i tour for the crema the masa the fucking straight cash
The late-nite binges the all-nite party, if there s one thing i ve learned in my travels that s ironic, that s how it goes now i m headed back home
chillin con mis compas tequila is in order
let s take a little trip down south of the border
I wanna rock sur califa midwest known to deliver, anywhere there s stomach acid in the belly of the beast, rollin with my homeboys but they more like family
See we poppin worldwide west to east, started in the west now to the east is where they re flyin me Ways, where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin
jams like a bug-a-boo all up on ya
See we poppin worldwide west to east, a little champagne the huero s high off the reefa
You re the reason i came i think it s time to flow, you can tour with or for that platinum fame
Anywhere there s stomach acid in the belly of the beast, passin entrance aw you know, some vatos that can handle themselves out on the road
The late-nite binges the all-nite party, jams like a bug-a-boo all up on ya
we all the same it s just we smoked different chronic
All across the map to keep my pocket book bigger, let s take a little trip down south of the border
Anywhere there s stomach acid in the belly of the beast, pissin in the snow right down beside the autobon
in their rides top tippin with my cut straight dippin
No matter how you see it now it s quite the same, we all the same it s just we smoked different chronic
Crossing the atlantic feeling germany s breeze, we all the same it s just we smoked different chronic, some vatos that can handle themselves out on the road
we are carnales homes it s like you didn t know
Hit the skies again back home to my califas, i ve been around in the game much longer than you can figure Ways, and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode
started in the west now to the east is where they re flyin me
Where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin, where teeth is grittin rundown but still hittin Ways, i ve been around in the game much longer than you can figure
i can t fight it yo i think it s time we go
Be the type to leave you dazed out blowin snot bubbles, let s take a little trip down south of the border
Only cash from my rola with that mass appeal, i ve been around in the game much longer than you can figure Habits, gettin stoned lookin out over the hudson river
We are carnales homes it s like you didn t know, and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode
and i guaran-damn-tee you the spot will explode
We are carnales homes it s like you didn t know, you should be pumpin like a hydro if all goes right, i can t fight it yo i think it s time we go
No matter how you see it now it s quite the same, i tour for the crema the masa the fucking straight cash
let s take a little trip down south of the border
