Dope Joint

Word to your mother I'm the over weight lover A beat of the clock to watch the grand tick tock Blowing up the system in my shorts Summer...Summer...Summer is here nothing to fear Girls in hot shorts the curves on there hips Hitting the gym no where to begin Solid as a rock cause I got a big cock Pulling down the dope joint over my head Wake up dead a head full of lead A nine at my back homeboy giving me a heart attack See you on the flip side cheese That girl will knock you to you knees We got the stereo blasting Body kit cars in the mix Smoking a blunt to my head Snoop is singing my favorite song Gin & juice better then the blues New sneakers on Nike and I'm not blind Sound the alarm playing spades on the patio Banging hot ladies somebody save me Long hair, short shorts & a weave Knock you to your knees I got to sneeze Sugar is sweet like hot in the oven Better then kissing your second cousin You say I'm not dope well your all wrong The stereo is playing my favorite song Going to play pool with a couple of friends Should I knock over another mail box It all depends while I boogey right down to the socks What's my claim to fame sense the like of Scott La Rock Pulling on my jock cause you want a another push Honey's in my sofa and some under my hood Some are just no damn good What's a young homeboy to do Bitten off more then I could chew What's the golden rule