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]



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