Sweet Potatoe Pie Songtext
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
Now the way of today
With the homies is straight
Getting fucked up off
The dank Chronic bud
Whatever you wanna call it
Peace to you fucking alcoholics
For making the proper remedy
Cause 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're talking 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 cause
I don't wanna be your man
Just need a little loosing
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
(CHORUS)
Thinking about what I'm gonna do today
Party at my homies bout eight
I thought about going to the movies
But ain't nothing like a bunch
Of proper ass hoochies
Dressed like a player
Can't wear nothing less
Some simple ass shit
Even if it ain't Guess
Drink a couple of shots
And now I roll to the spot
Bitches straight peeping
Wanna know what I got
Well, one, two, three
Here comes the D
Look at that rotor
Whoo wee
And now I'm ready
For those 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 motherfucking pals
And ay yi yi
I'm-a stay high
And keep me a piece
Of that sweet potato pie
(CHORUS)
The fellas wanna
Have a barbeque tonight
I think it's on about five
They say its gonna
Have plenty Daisy Dukes
And Les says it's gonna be live
So I'm-a gonna grab me
A plate of soup cause
Ain't not a damn thing changed
And now I'm proper when fly and shit
But, man, do I feel strange
So I'm-a 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 mix
And run a little game on the P-Y-T
And tell it to her something like this
(CHORUS) 5X
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
Now the way of today
With the homies is straight
Getting fucked up off
The dank Chronic bud
Whatever you wanna call it
Peace to you fucking alcoholics
For making the proper remedy
Cause 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're talking 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 cause
I don't wanna be your man
Just need a little loosing
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
(CHORUS)
Thinking about what I'm gonna do today
Party at my homies bout eight
I thought about going to the movies
But ain't nothing like a bunch
Of proper ass hoochies
Dressed like a player
Can't wear nothing less
Some simple ass shit
Even if it ain't Guess
Drink a couple of shots
And now I roll to the spot
Bitches straight peeping
Wanna know what I got
Well, one, two, three
Here comes the D
Look at that rotor
Whoo wee
And now I'm ready
For those 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 motherfucking pals
And ay yi yi
I'm-a stay high
And keep me a piece
Of that sweet potato pie
(CHORUS)
The fellas wanna
Have a barbeque tonight
I think it's on about five
They say its gonna
Have plenty Daisy Dukes
And Les says it's gonna be live
So I'm-a gonna grab me
A plate of soup cause
Ain't not a damn thing changed
And now I'm proper when fly and shit
But, man, do I feel strange
So I'm-a 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 mix
And run a little game on the P-Y-T
And tell it to her something like this
(CHORUS) 5X
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