[Verse 1]
Diamond, Sierra-Leone
Puffing on trees
That mari-j-u-won
I like to see big fat a**es in thongs
n***as claiming king
But not fit for a throne (wrong)(turn)
I like to smoke blunts
And put the ashes in a urn
I got that nose candy that'll make your nose burn
(What you want hoe?)
I got it all
From chronic masturbation
To that alcohol
Now blame it on the liquor
Now take it to the head
And bust it open like a mother f**ing swisher
I use to sell s*uts
But now I sell strippers
Before you say king
Please address me as mister
Picture
A n***a rolling
Exotic destination, I'm the one who was chosen
I had a few relationships
None of them were open
Until I saw another girl
Body covered in lotion
Hoping
That I could get a chance
Knowing that I got a girl, what a romance
Now close your eyes and fall in love as we slow dance
She said she like to do coke, well I'm her coke man
(By the coke can)
Miss Roseanne
Please spot a couple bars to my cold a**
Will I keep rapping for a deal or let the chance pa**
Hop up off my skateboard and hit a can-can
[Hook]
And I'ma lay your body down right girl
To me you are the brightest in the night girl
I see that you just chilling, living life girl
Not surprised I fell in love with a white girl
White girl (repeat 13xs)
[Verse 2]
And we was chilling, playing beer pong
Then I saw you with them s**y a** hills on
And like a yellow wrist band
Man we live strong
And yeah, I kiss her then I headed for the k** zone
(For the k** zone)
And yeah I'm going in
She said I know a lot of n***as that you're doper than
We home alone, that mccarthy culkin sh**
She like the fact that I got tats with a frozen wrist
And an icy watch
With a gold chain
She got a dumb fat p**y with a nose ring
And that hoe sang
Don't know her whole name
But I swear I fell in love with the whole thing
(Yeah the whole thing)
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
And we was chilling in that drop thing
Listening to flashing lights
And then the cops came
They want to stick me for everything I got mane
I knew my black a** shouldn't have ever stopped mane
And then I heard the n***a talking on the walkie-talkie
(Put your hands on the car)
Get the f** up off me
I looked back and then I said whats the problem son?
He said
(You chilling with a minor plus you got a gun")
Got a gun?
Where the f** you get that from?
Then he grinned and said
(It's only metaphoric speaking
See this here's a white gal not a Puerto-rican)
And for his racist ignorance, I ignored the speaking
I could scorch a demon
Man I swear I lost everything
Word to mother this was nothing but a petty dream
See my white girl the baddest that you ever seen
But I gotta leave her lone she's only seventeen
(Seventeen?)
[Hook]