Front Porch (feat. Danny Boy)

On the porch, on the porch smoking reefa'

Mmm, yeah

I woke up early Saturday morning, sick off Rhemy and brews

With a hangover from blues

Hurl on my clothes and shoes, stomach on wooz

From this killer weed, that's so fired it, make your nose bleed

I had me so high, my brain was fried, moving at slow speed

This trick bitch chose me and was sticking like liquor

She look too tight, that bodies right

My heart and mind was like, Dick her

But with my body aching from hurl sensation

That's got me shaken

I swiftly took the number and passed on ass that was for the taken

I remember waking up at the flat fucked up in the back

Checking on my weed and scratch, I damn near fell out the lat

I hit the sack to sleep it off, woke up woozy and still smoking

Twista's wishes, thinking about last night and the bitch that was scoping

Fuck it, let's get 'em on, I grabbed the phone, Girl, call your friends

Then I hit Twista and Maze and them 'bout the bitch in the Benz

****, push only 'cause I see them already been in the block

You know the lit, ****, you'll find us in my favorite spot

And that's on the

Front porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love, got 'em feeling, mmm mmm, yeah yeah

Front porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Got 'em feeling, mmm mmm, yeah yeah

In the summer I hit the front porch with a morning be

Sipping on the duce, duce OZ

And I be killing me how many thick fees I see

Getting bubbly, waiting for Stokes and T, I spit a little game at three

Trying to talk up on the shopping spree or a be of that stinky green free

Straight getting to puff puff pass

And drive up my gas, hitting all the hot blocks

Bumping legit ballers to rock why'all spot

And everybody knows the shit 'bout to drop

See, from Northbound to Ten Row in it go, trying to get they props

Polluting the air with squares, blunts and tops

Setting up shops for lots, coming back nots

Each and everyday of the week the Mobster Elites be on

Somebody porch dumping heat

Busting flows in the cipher, getting deep

While we cheat something sweet to legendary beats

Till we reached our peak

Scummy aloud attracting crowds to the street

Then its time to retreat, grab something to eat

And head to the lakefront to get up with some freaks

With a treat under the seat

For the cats who get the sudden urge and want to try to jack

'Cause when your pockets is fat

It seems like all the haters and hood-rats want to attack

And when the park close, we hit the liquor store

For a box of Switches and a fifth of Yak

South on the corner and get a few sacks

Or betta yet the whole pack, so we can get back

On the porch, on the porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love, got 'em feeling, mmm mmm yeah yeah

On the front porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love, got 'em feeling, mmm mmm yeah yeah

One morning I woke up next to a chocolate fee and a red bone

My dick was hard, I started stroking and poking

After topping I tell them to role the blunt

'Cause on the front I hear them **** steady smoking and joking

I heard it's gonna be hot outside, gotta get up and lay my clothes out

It's gonna be too many hoes out

Before my ladies rolled out

I got 'em to clean up the whole house

Then I threw my fit on, look in the mirror get on gone

****, you looking dope because you got a knot

Ain't no cruising up out the hop

I'm hanging by the spot 'cause I had to put the Lexus off up in the shop

But it's all to the good, it'a a 'hood thang

Never too bogus, notice the love on the block, that **** coding

Aiming the radio out the window steady grooving

Tip by the corner store with the indo steady moving

****, who flipping new 98's is steady cruising

Bumping up the block, flossing for the chicks 'cause they rich

But I ain't leaving off the front with the blunt

Set a switch just to pull in all the thickest bitches

At the crib I can't get caught with heat

If it's some static I shall chalk and sweep

I go and get the be'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 degrees and no ease

Pockets be full of G's smoking be's hiding the fees

Making no enemies, the po P's yelling out, Freeze

Serving **** with ease staking cheese so, ****, please

Tell me 'bout some ghetto love

Homies around smoking Newports till the brew drunk short

You can travel the world, can't find a place like home

With a crib on the front with a skunk torch

Ain't nothing lie

On the front porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love, got 'em feeling, mmm mmm yeah yeah

On the front porch smoking reefa'

The weed got 'em feeling, mmm mmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love, got 'em feeling, mmm mmm yeah yeah

I'm smoking, I'm smoking

I'm smoking weed

I'm smoking weed