I need a sweet can I smoke with you I need a sweet to get me right I need a sweet everyday and everynight [Verse 1: South Park Mexican] I need a sweet
help me out I need a sweet I really do I need a sweet to get me right I need a sweet everyday and everynight I need a sweet can I smoke a few [Verse
Is you a hot boy, I wanna hot girl Cause I'ma hot boy, I need a hot girl Is you a hot girl, cause I'm a hot boy Hot hot boy, number 1 hot boy Gizzle -
swift hoes. [E-40] I went from a, ten speed wit a backpack, to a, six-seven coupe left wit a luggage rack, to a 400 SEL, to a fresh off the show room
it street dreams you niggas sweet I ain't skip a beat I'm still spitting like I'm missing teeth I'm so sick man I took it over with no permission I'm
I need a shadies power I can park a fleet of cars I ain't goin lie ran out of room in my complete garage Get a masuage for my fifteens doing a stanky
noon Just thought that I had to hit the southside soon Got to smoke a sweet 'fore my day begins 'Fore T. Jones start tripping on how I park my benz Bout
Very often he was there himself, and I, of course, had a special small ball as a little girl, and didn't I grow up, didn't I grow up to be captain of
Moon pot flipper If the flame fizzle I'm a go to the block and set the niggaz Most improved hitter In the pocket like a rocket is how I like it I'm a
and my dawg I'm shoppin with them, Cause I ain't trickin for a broad I do shows and rock crowds, And then I get paid Summer time, I'm on dubs, Winter
When I'm out in the limelight, I make sure I shine bright I'm in the drop with the glock cocked, you know I keep that iron tight I'm getting brain from
a cat, but I won't like a cat, I'll figure I'd rather, play the thigh kisser, sister I don't die swift and yo I'm not a quitter So umm, let me place
wit me grab your *** for B.I.G. I need you to dance, I need you to strip I need you to shake your little *** and hips (Let's go) I need you to grind
of order I'm the son of a preacher man, momma knows I'm thuggin' And I should of been a chef the way I cook crack up your oven met Teachers taught us ?
dawgs I'm shoppin' with them, 'cause I ain't trickin' for a broad I do shows and rock crowds, and then I get paid Summer time, I'm on dubs, winter time
can hear his sweet golden signing voice Ring out into the night over the town of South Park I am gopher boy Pondering reality I am gopher boy Who will
