Lyrics:
hydro
smoke so much that my eyes close
I need visine and some ice cream
in an IV through my veins
highly medicated but yes it helps my pain
put fire
surprisingly
Dark, and he nods rick Ross
Reaching across the table for another crab
Puff, agrees "It's all dark, " he says
When Meek needs a refuge from
Puff puff pass this gas be doing rounds (pass it)
Smoking to much Cali I forget to count (yea, yea)
Love this feeling yeah I need more to buy (more
5,000 puffs till my lungs collapse
And imma end up face down, this how I pass
From this shitty life now and right onto the next
If this is how I go
spend some cash
Because you got me chinky eyed like blunts mixed with hash
When your in my Ferrari, look at the seats carve your ass
L drive drunk
washed that shit off or whatever
(Ohhh shit!)
[Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah (repeat 10X)
Uhh, I go, on and on and on and
then take her to the crib and let
Man, she split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin'
street team to a manager
For the cream, we damage ya
On light-skinned, dark-skinned, albino
From a crackhead, dopefiend, or wino
Bring the Ultra-ment,
the trees
There's a wide-eyed boy with a red balloon
All my life I've longed for this afternoon
It's a bright June Afternoon, it never gets dark
pronto (uh-huh)
Half Indian, I called her Tonto
Roll the kronk ton in the dark pronto (eh-eh)
Few puffs, I got low
And off to the bedroom we go *hmm*
Sex
like Muhammad, set the scene I'm bombin on
CEO's, A&R's, street team to a manager
For the cream, we damage ya
On light-skinned, dark
the trees
There's a wide-eyed boy with a red balloon
All my life I've longed for this afternoon
It's a bright June Afternoon, it never gets dark
(rest in peace O.D.B)
La the Dark, Sun large
Gza, Ras Kass (let's go, yeah)
Wu-universal (legendary)
Now it's the real beginning of the pages
never chill with no creeper with no cream puff
Hang the sporty kid at bottom of my saggy jeans cuffed
I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for
run with Black Eyed Peas and them
First show in T-Dot where the shawties be gems
Twenty-thou' losin' they minds as we recite these hymns
See,
But shit was movin slow, I had to switch machines up
Destiny don't always match with the shit you dreamed up
But Bubba ain't no cream puff
In my life,
and I'm tough, never pullin' your bluff
I'll turn a hard rock heckler to a cream puff
Got rhymes and rhymes, gettin' better with time
Hit so many def
But then I talked about it
And they all went wide-eyed
Cause I knew that it's not enough
I knew you couldn't talk more
Cause you just a cream puff
They
movin slow, I had to switch machines up
Destiny don't always match with the shit you dreamed up
But Bubba ain't no cream puff
In my life, I've seen
says that I am enough, it tastes like cream puff
Oi love but I’m afraid I can’t fly
Air smells of salt
Hair has a touch of gold
All of a sudden my brain
can't find it on the golf course
And Uncle Remus can't tell you and neither can Santa Claus
And it ain't in the cream puff hair-do or cotton candy
and I'm tough, never pullin' your bluff
I'll turn a hard rock heckler to a cream puff
Got rhymes and rhymes, gettin' better with time
Hit so many def
a paradigm shift
Quick thrills, yeah they keep me on toes
This Shit is getting old, so I gotta double does
Cut class, lazy streets hanging after dark
Do a backflip throw it back I'll catch it
They can't match it light it up a matchstick
Spark it puff puff then I bounce
That's only one zoot come back
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