| It's like this, I'm that guy, you're so fly | |
| Gotta get a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| I'm that guy, you're so fly | |
| Gotta get a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| Now, the way of today with the homies is straight | |
| Gettin' ****ed up off the dank, chronic | |
| Bud, whatever you wanna call it | |
| It's peace to you ****in' alcoholics | |
| For makin' the proper remedy | |
| 'Cuz when I hit it, bitches envy me | |
| You say you want wine? Yeah, I guess that's fine | |
| But Thai is the sky when you talkin' about mass | |
| Now, my Thai got a friend named Gin | |
| Got me all straight, now my dick won't bend | |
| Now, I'm ****ed for the rest of the night | |
| Unless I find a piece of ass whether it's loose or tight | |
| Now, looka here, looka here, I done found a bitch | |
| Yummy for the dick, Jelly mix in the switch | |
| Save that shit 'cuz I don't wanna be your man | |
| Just need a little loosin', do you understand? | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| Thinkin' about what I'm gonna do today | |
| Party at my homies 'bout eight | |
| I thought about goin' to the movies | |
| But ain't nothin' like a bunch of proper ass hoochies | |
| Dressed like a player, can't wear nothin' less | |
| Some simple ass shit, even if it ain't Guess | |
| Hit a couple of shots, now I roll to the spot | |
| Bitches straight peepin' wanna know what I got | |
| Well, one, two, three, here comes the D | |
| Pass me the rotor, ooh wee | |
| And now I'm ready for you bitches | |
| So gang a dick licker, do you get the picture? | |
| And so much love for y'all gals | |
| And peace, love, and pussy to my mutha****in' pals | |
| And ay, yai, yai, I'ma stay high | |
| And keep me a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| The fellas wanna have a barbecue tonight | |
| I think it's on about five | |
| They say it's gonna have plenty dazzey duks | |
| And Les says it's gonna be live | |
| So, I'ma gonna grab me a plate of soup | |
| 'Cuz ain't not a damn thing changed | |
| And now, I'm proper when fly and shit | |
| But man do I feel strange | |
| So I'ma go down to the liquor store | |
| And find my friend named Gin | |
| And go to the girl with the flyest Thai | |
| And break her off a proper twin | |
| And now it's time to make some shit | |
| And look for the proper niece | |
| And run a little game on the P.Y.G. | |
| And tell it to her somethin' like this | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai | |
| Hit the gin shop, now I'm so high | |
| Now, I need a bitch that's proper and fly | |
| So break me off a piece of that sweet potato pie | |
| My mind's ****ed up off chocolate Thai |