Feat. O.G. Spanish Fly


[Mr. Sancho]
Come with us and let's toast
Chillin in the west coast
Finest City with the best hoes, San Diego
Feelin the urge to choken, token, poten
But provokin hallucination [nation]
I lovin the face you're facin
Chasin firme hynas
Havin to wine and dinna
To bump and grind her
Playa hatas can not find us
Cause I'm san diego's finest
Chicanos (?)
(?)
Cause I'm the one with the gun
And I'm usin it for fun, run
Cause I'ma stun you with the tip of my tongue
Smokin a blunt passin it to the side
To my homie OFI
Then it goes around to the homie Spanish Fly
Why, cause we gotta get high, so high
Party wit the ladies to the crack of sun rise
Suprise dialated eyes, party over
Time to leave cause I'm comin down my high
baby

[Chorus: OFI]
This the kinda of shit
Tthat you bump to get drunk to
Smoke a blunt to
Do what you want to
This the kinda shit that'll
Make them freaks want you
Make em cheat on
Steal your chesse from you
[2x]