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
First Verse:
Now the way of today with the homies is straight,
Gettin` fucked up off the dank, CHRONIC,
Bud, What, ever you wanna call it,
It`s peace to you fuckin` 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 fucked 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?
Chorus:
My mind`s fucked 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 (2x)
Second Verse:
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 and 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....WHEW 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 muthafuckin` pals,
And ay, yai, yai, I`ma stay high,
And keep me a piece of that sweet potato pie
Chorus
Third Verse:
The fellas wanna have a barbeque 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:
Chorus (2.5x)
