Blacc Tarantino

She don't wanna be left out Let her hit the weed, this the best out Came over to my crib with her chest out Best friend hatin', she the next one waitin' She don't wanna be left out Let her hit the weed, this the best out Came over to my crib with her chest out Best friend hatin', she the next one waitin' Can't get them bucks, but you gotta have patience Lame ass niggas, me and them no relation Come over to my crib and catch a vibration Another hunnid million, thanks to live nation She love a pothead, we got good conversation Use my GPS to type the destination Told the homegirl to cook and bring my fuckin' plate in Never seen a G, they be looking at me in amazement (Woah) we 'bout to roll one up Pour up a cup Wet that cup Stop (Woah, woah) (Woah, woah) She 'bout to come back up Take that off 'Cause she got that good stuff (Woah, woah) (Woah, ooh) Big bags and late night bong drags Good kush, that's all we have Told her use the coke 'cause she don't know how to roll Puerto Rican so her hair down to the floor We just fucked now, she wanna fuck me some more Make her wet, say she love my approach Hit it from the back, make her feel it in her throat Rollin' up the kush, say my flavours really potent You ain't gotta ask around girl, you know it Quentin Tarantino, when I see her, gotta focus I'ma leave her back broken Eyes closed and nose wide open Tired of them players, now you sitting where the coach is (Woah) we 'bout to roll one up Pour up a cup Wet that cup Stop (Woah, woah) (Woah, woah) She 'bout to come back up Take that off 'Cause she got that good stuff (Woah, woah) (Woah, ooh) Spent a lotta money so they know my name Taper hella good, she'll be glad I came Nigga act up, put him in his place Wizzle got wings, Wizzle got everything