Front Porch

On the porch, on the porch
 Smokin' reefa, hmm yeah
 I woke up early Saturday mornin' sick off Rhemy and brews
 Wit a hang over from blues, hurl on my clothes and shoes
 Stomach on wooz from this killer weed
 That's so fired it made your nose bleed
 I had me so high, my brain was fried movin' at slow speed
 This thick bitch chose me and was stickin' like liquor
 She look to tight that bodies right my heart and mind was like 'Dick her'
 But wit my body achin' from hurl sensation that's got me shaken
 I swiftly took the number and passed on ass that was for the taken
 I remember wakin' up at the flat fucked up in the back
 Checkin' on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the lat
 I hit the sack to sleep it off woke up woozy and still smokin'
 Twista's wishes, thinkin' about last night and the bitch that was scopin'
 Fuck it lets get 'em on I grabbed the phone "Girl call your friends"
 Then I hit Twista and Maze and them 'bout the bitch in the Benz
 Nigga push only 'cause I see them already been in the block
 You know the lit niggas you'll find us in my favorite spot
 And that's on
 The front porch, smokin' reefa
 The weed got 'em feelin', umm hmm
 On the front porch, gettin' deeper
 Ghetto love got 'em feelin', umm hmm, yeah yeah
 The front porch, smokin' reefa
 The weed got 'em feelin', umm hmm
 On the front porch, gettin' deeper
 Ghetto love got 'em feelin', umm hmm, yeah yeah
 In the summer I hit the front porch wit a mornin' B
 Sippin' on the duce duce OZ
 And I be killin' me how many thick fees I see
 Gettin' bubbly waitin' for Stokes and T, I spit a little game at three
 Tryin' to talk up on the shoppin' spree or a B of that stinky green free
 Straight gettin', to puff puff pass
 And drive up my gas hittin' all the hot blocks
 Bumpin' 'Legit Ballers' to 'Rock Y'all Spot'
 Everybody know the shit 'bout to drop
 See from Northbound to Ten Row in it go tryin' to get they props
 Pollutin' the air wit squares, blunts, and tops
 Settin' up shops for lots comin' back nots
 Each and everyday of the week the Mobsta Elites
 Be on somebody porch, dumpin' heat, bustin' flows
 In the cipher gettin' deep while we cheat
 Somethin' sweet to Legendary beats, 'til we reached our peak
 Scummy aloud attractin' crowds to the street
 Then it's time to retreat grab somethin' to eat
 And head to the late front to get up wit some freaks
 Wit a treat under the seat
 For the cats who get the sudden urge
 And wanna try to jack 'cause when your pockets is fat
 It seems like all the haters
 And hood-rats want to attack
 And when the park close we hit the liquor store
 For a box of Sitches and a fifth of Yak
 South on the corner and get a few sacks
 Or betta yet the whole pack so we can get back
 On the
 The front porch, smokin' reefa
 The weed got 'em feelin', umm hmm
 On the front porch, gettin' deeper
 Ghetto love got 'em feelin', umm hmm, yeah yeah
 The front porch, smokin' reefa
 The weed got 'em feelin', umm hmm
 On the front porch, gettin' deeper
 Ghetto love got 'em feelin', umm hmm, yeah yeah
 One mornin' I woke up next to a chocolate fee and a red bone
 My dick was hard, I started strokin' and pokin'
 After toppin' I tell them to role the blunt
 'Cause on the front I hear them niggas steady smokin' and jokin'
 I heard it's gonna be hot outside, gotta get up and lay my clothes out
 It's gonna be too many hoes out
 Before my ladies rolled out I got 'em to clean up the whole house
 Then I threw my fit on look in the mirror get on gone
 Nigga you lookin' dope 'cause you got a knot
 Ain't no cruisin' up out the hop
 I'm hangin' by the spot 'cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop
 But it's all to good, it's a hood thang
 Never too bogus notice the love on the block that nigga coolin'
 Aimin' the radio out the window steady groovin'
 Tip by the corner store wit the indo steady movin'
 Niggas who flippin' new 98's is steady cruisin'
 Bumpin' up the block flossin' for the chicks 'cause they rich
 But I ain't leavin' off the front with the blunt
 Set a switch just to pull in all the thickest btiches
 At the crib I can't get caught wit heat,
 If it's some static I shall chalk and sweep
 I go and get the B's up off but chief
 Come get me if the phone for me I'm at the party across the street
 I'm enjoyin' the breeze, high degreez and no ease
 Pockets be full of G's, smokin' B's hidin' the fees
 Makin' no enemies, the po P's yellin' out, "Freeze"
 Servin' niggas wit ease stakin' cheese so nigga please
 Tell me 'bout some ghetto love
 Homies around smokin' Newports 'till the brew drunk short
 You can travel the world can't find a place like home
 With a crib on the front with a skunk torch
 Ain't nothin' lie