Whooo

yo! i park my ride on the left side, i'm feeling kind a-ight ''cause i know that my stupid a*s is gonna get drunk tonight a quick view to the backyard, my boys are all there so high 5's everywhere. a well known smell from the inside so who got the endo i wanna know ''cause my brain said so so i followed the fog until the heart of the party chilli palmer with a blunt and a gla*s of bacardi yo, it's all good but something is missing i don't know what it is and i have to go pissing but there's somebody knocking at the door and right about now i'm looking at a girl that i never saw before right about now i start to stare oh f**k it my eyes are ready see her bare and kane says: "ronnie braz, what you're gonna do?" i better go and relax and get myself another brew. whooo - hey yo, this chick is the bomb, yall! whooo whooo - hey yo, this chick is the bomb! whooo somebody tell me what her name is somebody tell me what the number of this dame is does she got a man or is she creeping on a solo tip yo, take a look at her hips. i try to lick my lips but my tongue seems to weigh a ton and i said to myself you've got to talk to her ron, yo it's easier said than done but i'm a do it it's a hard job i'm a go thru it so come on baby we gotta talk it's too noisy in here so let's go outside for a walk my homies smiled as we pa*sed and kane said: "did a nice job mr. braz!" we're strictly headin' for my car and thank the holy lord that my way ain't that far 'cause mr. braz goes on a mission and i will tell this girl what it's like to go fishing ronnie and this chick on the way to knock boots two wicked minds on their way to get loose one load of sperm is getting out of control rock'n'roll the bomb the bomb the bomb