Verse One:

i'm like rowww rowww like i have cerebral palsy

my flows bes wet loke all you girls draws be

crack the dils spread the buddah in the hiddouse

roll it up and diddas who tipped in for the 10 bag

etcetera i roll my blunts with two textures

pick up 50 bags and then i smoke all the extras

it's the truth like funk 180 proof

don't drop your draws i'll fuck through your daisy dukes (true)

put your fingers up in the air if your high

i walk by, so f-in' dry

i swing up in it bout an average as half as

good as reggie jackson's that's why you talk backwards

and toch bills and bogard shit like humphrey

you couldn't beat me if you ran with 21 jumpstreet

or 90210 fuck it yo

in the movies i'm the nigga puffin' buddah in the back row

Chorus: Repeat 8X

i can't wait to get it on

Verse Two:

i'm just a smoky boy, i'm from the land of the lost

you can't see me like charlie angel's boss

i'm often coolin' round the bliddocks

i rock round the cliddocks

my gliddock cocked from here to 16 for liddocks

i tried to tomas if i'm gettin' scopic

i was built like two tits but now i'm butter like blue bonnet

now who got the funk, we got the funk

a yo i got the weed, we got the blunt

i never spliff, i used to puff buddahs in the jail

back in 88 when it was 20 cidic grand(rizzam)

you couldn't read me in braild, hell

i write my names on walls in smole spots when i'm buyin' l

the fly guy with force like luke sky

down for 8 ball see twa bitch if you fly

the funkadelic been rockin mics since the fourth grade

i terminate like X and i terminate like schwartzanage