wid yuh gali gali trend Just ease off breeze off Yuh no hear sey skettel bomb no dey a road again thru yuh get me now, yuh waan look mi friend Just ease, off breeze off
really gettin' money, say cheese in this muthafucka Bitches on your dog like fleas in this muthafucka So many chains might freeze in this muthafucker Walked past a bitch like breeze
off dey are a bunch of ghosts And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss De rap dancehall try on de Mossinos And if dem tie me off, dem
I breeze grab coke out the freeze By the time y'all hear this I'll be somewhere in Belize With some bad Asian chick layin' between my knees While I'm blowin' off
kinda hard bein Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day May I, kick a little something for the G
Verse 1: afrika Now, I won't say that I'm a ladies lover But if I was, you'd be under my cover And not only that, you'd be under my wing And me and you
[Redman] From the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows The hostile, english, Olde E widemouth Get PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off
butt naked Pump with G-strings, watchin' hot momma shake it I got my beer, viewin' from the back rear Yo brotherman, pass it right over here I got to ease off
we ridin' high 'cause it feels so good Chorus (Verse 3) Sittin back cruising through the slow breeze thinkin how can I get mo' cheese Bumpin' a system costin' 4 G
and get the B's up off but chief Come get me if the phone for me I'm at the party across the street I'm enjoying the breeze high degreez and no ease
should Then take the proceeds, waist about four G's Bottles in the club tryin' to get the home and skeez I'm tryin' to get the dame to breeze But she
see whats happenin wit that She's hot as the sun She lean, rock to the drums Jimmy Choo's on her shoes, jeans House of Dureon If we hop in the torque Breeze
kinda hard bein' Snoop D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin' up with funky ass shit like every single day May I kick a little something for the G
y'all suckers We set it off, Snoop Dogg, it's 'Tha Last Meal' Last time y'll suckers gon' eat off my big homeboy We set it off, we set it off, West coast
D-O-double-G But I, somehow, some way Keep comin up with funky ass shit like every single day May I, kick a little something for the G's (yeah) and, make
lady drive So I can steer the tunes In just a couple seconds We'll be breathin' G's Nugent's cranked to ten Come on and breathe the breeze Cut off
to stay the same? Sorta like Barkley on how I see the game I recognize game like a scout Ayo, I'm bound to wreck your lady as I turn your lady out I
to come up out tha hood As I introduce to you (Boyz N da Hood, Boyz N Da Hood) Jody Breeze, Big Duke Tha O' G they call him Young Jeezy da snowman
