Flatbush Zombies - Thug Waffle Lyrics
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]Today I purchased a coffin and I ain't even died yetSmoked about 100 blunts and I ain't even high yetWrote my verse in poison ink, watch you biters digestGot the illest grind yet? No, eye can deny itLungs full of uhh, Eye bloody red niggaGold fangs on uhh, pocket full of dead niggasSmoke some *****, what the ***** you waitin on?I know it's a virtue, but baby my patience is goneGet our relation on, take her to a vacant homeWhat you want a quicky sticky? Okay I won't takey longSplit the dutch down the middle like Moses, split the seaCount it up, bag it up man, we love money, we love weedMet this one bimbo, told her my name was MeechShe keep calling me mandingoMy eyes bloody red, so she probably think I'm evilTruely, it's the weed smoke from all this sour deiselLight it then I breathe slow[Hook: x2]Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smokeEyes Chinese, cause we smoking sour dieselBlunts Siamese, two of these, you be me yo***** the police though, we smoke it like it's legal[Verse 2: Zombie Juice]Juicy Mr Young Bone, AK I'm so goneHoes love me, Jerome, hoes love me, JeromeSit back, get smacked, get stonedIn the back of the back of the roomWith the mac in the back of the room, she acting get doomedBLAOHW, splat in the roomWomen they awful, I mean they on foursCall this my dumb flow, Urkle, WaldoCall this my purp flow, roll up the indoI'm here dog, whatchu here for?Hip-hop is dead, Zombies for prezRemindy, untimely, two blunts I'm Siamese***** we grind thee, sticky and grimey, wicked unchain meTwisted my frame be, blunt after blunt after... bluntSo stuck so stuck off the what?Sticky, icky, quickly, vicky, lick me, no hickeys, gin and whiskeyJust me and some piffy, swiftly[Hook x2]
