Chill Bill [Remix]
Rob $tone
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Rob $tone, two damn phones Babylons can't crack the code Used to sip out styrofoam But figured I should stick to dro (Weed) Backwoods overload Don't like to smoke them Swishers, hoe If you hit my liquor store It's 50 cents for single Ports Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed I said, "Baby just buy Dutchies 'cause you can't smoke for free" I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji She said you need a job, bitch f*ck a job I still get cheese Big Baby She all on me 'cause my dick crazy Black, dark Patrick Swayze Feel like I am in the mid 80s 'Cause I am a real rockstar Really did a song with Neil Young Day ones hit the block hard The block is where I get these pills from, yeah I don't even know just how I ended up here I mean I got here from the grind, but how I get in this chair? I mean I only popped a Xan and drank some liquor and beer You say you couldn't understand me 'cause I'm not speakin' clear I be gettin' pussy in zombie mode The reason is because I don't recall it, yo I woke up wishing that she'd call me though Only thing that I remember is she slide me slow Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed I said, "Baby just buy Dutchies 'cause you can't smoke for free" I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji She said you need a job, bitch f*ck a job I still get cheese Super high, you just might need a receiver Sativa, two liters, I might need a re-up I'm dorky, I'm geeked up, 3/4ths and a beat, bust it Still couldn't reach me without the antenna Eyes open wide, that is my panorama Panoramic view, and the scene is so beautiful Blowin' Os, that's a hula hoop, beat the pussy like Fruity Loops I'm the realest nigga ever, it's a fact 'cause I'm livin' proof Now I'm high, I'm really high, I feel my face is numbing Feeling that I'm born again I am the second coming Simon says get out my head That's what my thoughts would tell me Now the mockingbird is dead My memories would tell me I'm the fuckin' Fresh Prince Yeah, but right now I'm Ill Bill Akon, I still kill Burnin' these hundreds like lil bills My life is cold I think about it and feel chills My dogs is hungry for big meals I just count money and peel seals Pour up a pint Roll me one nice 'cause I'm wavy, no gills here What it look like? I'm gettin' love from the hood 'cause I'm still there When I get right on the charts like I live there Niggas be old news and act like we still care She wanna ride me like steerin' wheel Girl it's the morning, you still here? I thought I told you I'm good on these hoes I just need money to get me some more Callin' my plug like, "Ayy what it hit for?" Been on my grind even when I was broke From the corners, hell yeah that's for sure We up, niggas, never been here before Ain't no limits when you kick in the door Damn, she said I'm chill, yeah I know Said she wanna roll with me and smoke up all my weed I said, "Baby just buy Dutchies 'cause you can't smoke for free" I got some loud but no money, babe, buy me a Fiji She said you need a job, bitch f*ck a job I still get cheese
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Written by: Robert W Stone
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