late pass

Late as usual
Got a lot going on and on
About some
Thought I want a whip
I want a bitch in the crib
With the gate on my dick
And a blimp, and not a space on my ship

I got to be C-O-O-L
Don't fuck with myself
Promise you would tell
I kind of brought it to a level
I remember me and Sean would bring the Monte through wherever
Turn the pary to a fuckin' exotic zoo
In about a few minutes, I'ma begin makin' out with you

This even I can do
Piss in yo powdered food
Son of a bitch and I bet you this one prodigal
More impractical
Why did you shorten Back In Da City?
I'm goin' back to the city
I'm puttin' Back in my videos

Hookin' Matt up with that
It feel like I'm back in the telly
I'm goin' blackout (blackout)
I'm in the Nap Town (Nap Town)
I'm feelin' good, I feel
I think I'm finna pass out

Late as usual
Late as usual

Late as usual
But a nigga had about a hunnid thang to do
You don't know the half, I reboot
And now we 'bout to bust a ear drum with a hunnid gun salute
I don't know, these rappers seem
Threatened of a south Florida nigga these days

Promise it won't change
I remember me and Dom
Water whippin' up a wave in the kitchen
You don't listen
It's blessin' I could stay with you niggas

In about a few years, we gon' be laughin' at all this shit
Countin' up all this shit, we ain't need scholarships
Son of a stubborn nigga, I spit when I got to spit
Let's be practical, I ain't been goin' back to the city
Unless I got a few videos
Rollin' up with my niggas

Who smile as big as Arsenio
Or D.R.A.M. for that matter
This ain't a guest house
This a Backhouse
I'm feelin' good, another blunt
I'm 'bout to pass out
Late as usual
Late as usual