Crookers - Third Thing lyrics

[Intro] Yo what up man Don't do d** Uh, they're bad for you They make you feel strange And your friends won't love you anymore [Hook] Third thing, I need a third thing Weed and booze aight But me I need a third thing Third thing, third thing Third thing I need a third thing Third thing burs man, money like Birdman Herman observe them geeked off the Sherm fam I'm wet, I'm wet, I'm f**ing soaked Diesel itch, f**ing coke How I'm not supposed to float if we on a f**ing boat How I'm not supposed to choke when the dope is f**ing dope? Mix that up, mix that up, mix that down, mix that down I ain't talking mixin' records, how that sound, how that sound? [Hook] I'm a beast like a yak, if I'm sipping on the yak And I'm bumping the yak, till I think I might yak Why are you talking to me, what are you doing? It takes so much to amuse me your views of news is so snoozy Ain't enough to be boozy, even where bottles is uzzing I'm choosing views with the pool and Popping pills till I'm drooling Now I'm waiting for the man [Hook] Now I'm waiting for the man The man is my fam Got a whole lot more than 26 in my hand He's never late, nah, he's always early Go by Jay and act real surly Fat real burly, girl named Shirley His girl's hair curly, gonn serve me surely Sweet taste, that work Now I'm back in the club watching twerk Twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk