(Verse 1)
Lemonade Lemonade
Why you gotta hate
I gotta rate me 10 out of 8
Feeling good, feeling cool
Wanna do a pound or two of the weed that we grew
Just me and my crew
This story was meant to be a haiku but it's to wide to fit a line or two, ay
Started my day kinda cool kinda loose i turned up some music, my weed is therapeutic
Later my phone rang, it was my gang
”Do you wanna hang?”
I said hell yeah
On my way i sang, a happy tune
Like my life’s a cartoon
Like looney toons
Like flower that ah blooms yeah
But now i'm in the droptop doing hotbox
Making quick bucks
Want a quick suck
By the b*tch down the street
Who made me complete when she played with my meat ay
It's now in the evening im gonna make her conceiving
You know that neiboughood b*tch
That made my di*k itch
The clock turned two
She asked for some shoe
I told her to stand in the queue
She knew that was true that i got a few
And it’s gonna grow
I told her that she's gotta go
And she gotta mow
Her pus*y
That sh*t was bushy
Hella ushy
(Bridge)
Oh sh*t
Oh sh*t
Oh sh*t
Oh sh*t
(Verse 2)
Here comes the second verse
b*tch you better disperse
Cause if i ever diss you that would be a curse
When this song is done im just gonna pray
That i won't be haunted by the KKK
Then smoke some Mary J
Ay
This was just another day
Ay