November 18th

It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture
 Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha
 It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya, seen ya picture
 Now they wanna grab a gun and come and getcha
 One time for the homie DJ Screw
 Already I'm feelin' throwed in this bitch
 I'm so high even when I'm comin' down
 Just met a girl, said she from the H-Town
 I said my name is Drizzy and ain't nobody realer
 A cup inside a cup smokin' ghost face killah
 Got these boppers goin' crazy
 Nigga, I'm the man, I sent your girl message
 Said I see you when I can
 She send me one back but I ain't never read it
 'Cause pussies only pussy and I get it when I need it and
 I'm tellin' you when homies runnin' down in the winter
 And I be riding rims with tires in it thinner
 Air force stun fly charters over seas full of Don Perian
 And the water for the D's
 Don't know why it happens every time we alone
 But here we are again and I swear I'm in my zone
 So I'ma sip this drink till that motherfucker gone
 Than you go get undressed and we gon' get it on
 I don't give you the time you deserve from me
 This is something I know, I know, I know
 So tonight I'll just fuck you like we're in Houston
 Taking everything slow so slow, so slow but I do it to her
 Draped up and dripped out know what I'm talkin' 'bout
 Three in the morning get it poppin' in the parking lot
 It's on once again and I never pretend
 A nigga stay G till the end, yeah
 I swear like every time we find ourself in this situation
 I just get that feeling like I mean Houston candy paint
 Switching colors in the light, it's about like 11 p.m.
 And you just roaming through the city bumpin' that screw
 Big Mo, UGK, Lil Keke
 It feel like everything just moving slow
 Let's take my time, I pace it, baby
 Yeah, I'm gone