The no stoner, has a boner, I need head and some sex
Sometimes vulgar, I'm quite Homer, dream 'bout booze and some *******
Speak 'bout ******* less than often cause they lie for the *******
Thus an evil of a creature, who play games on a gent
I sit lonely in my Honda, behind darkest of tint
Smoke a woodtip for my problems and give Brandy a sip
Get confided in the voice, spill my feelings and *******t
Breaking codes and regulations, not a pimp nor a simp
Give me things that make me happy, cause the bottom I hit
******* a bowl, give me love, ******* your words, give me drugs
Promethazine, nice to meet you, you made ******* *******s all seem to
Misuse the words of trill, hold the gun so they real
'til their face in the reel, watch a real ******* squeal
When the piglets peal, the tabs off of your grill
Yeah you chirping, pleading deals with your ******* ass
　
Been sipping on this, stop telling me, start to get sober
Bill Bellamy, tickle my bellilly, I would do anything just to get over
So I drank sometimes, then I paint these rhymes, pardon me, I'm antsy
Why? My heart quite nervous, '95 I'm swerving, then I hit them curbs
No then boys ain't working, ******* a black Suburban, commissary purchase
My daddy calls, I barely answer, ******* parental curses
I spit too many verses, I know you ******* heard 'em
So why you leave them voicemails that you know gone hurt me
Tired of rapping that real *******t, if nobody gone feel this
I could be gripping that steel *******t, you too busy to deal with
It's like, they told me all the time "You got the gift of the gab"
Finally *******s is listening, yeah, then I just start with this missing my dad
Damn, so like when... you gone quit?
You trill now, huh?
You cool, huh?
You real?
You real, that's what's popular, huh?
That's cool, you UGK for life, huh?
Boy Stop