socks & sandals - frank fetti lyrics
[verse 1]
wake and bake in socks and sandals
have yet to brush my t–th and i’m still in my pajamas
im west coast smokin’, east coast chillin’
feeling so sway in my polo linen
watching first take
boston is my birthplace
there’s no place like home right
and if the weed is purple that just means it wasn’t grown right
mimosa on the coaster, pop tarts in the toaster
my momma keep complaining bout’ the odor
but i tell her i’m a smoker
so you better get used to this
and if it’s reggie i’m a say i refuse to hit it
i’m chopped and screwed moving slow like a houston n-gga
b-tches say i’m cute but they don’t know i’m the cupid k!ller (haha)
i’m smoking loud but you don’t hear me though
smoother than a 1978 brother with a jheri curl
spitting game at every girl that walk by
and when we lock eyes, it’s a wrap
matter fact it’s a jack move
cash rules everything around me
b-tches used to clown me, and now they all want to be around me
mary jane (mary jane)
in my veins (in my veins)
you don’t smoke (you don’t smoke)
it’s a shame (it’s a shame)
why ask if i’m high if you know the answer
i’m smoking hash mixed wit lye with my co-commander (yeah)
it’s what we do it’s the squad baby
calling all ladies
[hook]
smokin’ weed since i was 15
i think about the days when i was younger with my n-ggas on iffley
smokin’ weed since i was 15
i think about the days when i was younger with my n-ggas on iffley
smokin’ weed since i was 15 (15, 15, 15)
smokin’ weed since i was 15 (15, 15, 15)
yeah n-gga, we on cloud 9
varsity squad, what up slim
uh-huh, what
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