Blood of My Blood

Blood of my blood flesher then flesh all of these people gettin down like this, we original nobody dat play a sweeter type of sugar like the rythyme naughty ba*s and if your gettin cold grab your sweater or a vest to the girl upon the horse she be the cowgirl then we say yo girl yo getty up oh, oh who in the hell cares people over here gotta get them outta there and them original lettin the people stare if you get to load a bowl i'll go and smoke it in the air we be the criminal