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You know what I'm saying? say what You finna get cloudy eyed for a minute You know what I'm saying? So I need to write a blaze in which we grab 'em each Let me see you shake it Let me see you naked, say what Let me see you shake it, baby I wanna see you naked Sunday morning I awake with head aching from the night before Me and my niggas at the bowling alley tripping 'cuz we all tore I reminisce and kinda laugh despite my pain 'Cuz they kicked us out for throwing balls in other peoples lane Sunny day in the summer Is about to become a cloudy one outey from perious puffs Devious sluts, mischevious stuff Picked up the phone its on I got my niggas on the line ready to swoop the N9ne Once again I'm trippin on my relish to spend But today I'm not gonna take these bitches to the West Glenn 'Cuz me and my road doggs and road hoggs Slippin' on a mission and contemplating on old calls 30 minutes later I'm waiting at the door ready to go Feeling relieved when I heard my niggas blow Yelling that's my ride as my baby girl cries Stepped inside looked around and everybody's looking Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me Everybody's blown but me, timly got them straight cummulous in his eyes Puffing because Dr. bombay and purple fuzz up above This Sunday sunny day had that? Scoop just started because his eyes reached stratus 435 North we dipping the suburbans filled with smoke We jerking I'm hoping to get the new rotation working no joking Eyes open For the feels what it is what it was what it shall be Is we high L A N D Pass the puffy on the mid west town side much obliged 'Cuz I'm feeling high up and cloudy eyed Windows down windows round my crown astounded Right now my? marial? dont wanna be grounded I clowned it Now my name is munchie Oooh you high 7-11 got the best food in the country Blunts be serious when stuffed with funk From the depths of mizzou niggas have no clue what to do Caught up with black in texas will What's the deal on our way to new peeking for real We loud and boisterous as we stepped inside Peoples' looking at us funny 'cuz everybody's looking Cloudy eyes Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me Cloudy eyed stroll now my strides slow Walking up out the new peeking eyes closed Took another hit from the poison mist Got my brain on twist but I still persist What's up? What we doing on a sunday eve Its straight to 5-6 best believe We calling up some biancas on the humbug To come down around the town everybody else is skateland bound 5-6-1-6 Highland feeling far out like Thailand My man Diamond said no one can roll 'em like I can, damn Once again its on the beatrice's from the phones In the house and they straight getting blown What ever happened I don't know Woke up on the flo' 5 o'clock in the morning I'm read to go fo'sho Gotta get back to the crib my squeeze said this shit is getting old They dropped me off and that's the end of my (cloudy eyed) stroll Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Cloudy eyed Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me You don't say You having a party at 5-6-1-6 Tech N9ne, rogue dog niggas Shipping life, you know what I'm saying? On a little quest, drink a little, curb a little We can get down for the grind baby You what I'm saying? uh Let me see you shake it Let me see you naked Let me see you shake it, yeah Let me see you naked, oh Let me see you shake it, say what, say what Let me see you naked, yeah Let me see you shake it I wanna see you naked
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