chill bill (remix)

, rob $tone, two damn phones, babylons can't crack the code, used to sip out styrofoam, but figured i should stick to dro, 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 dutches 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 fuck 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 lock 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 dutches 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 fuck a job i still get cheese, super hot, 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, it's 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, 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 dutches 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 fuck a job i still get cheese