Fo Yo Sorrows Lyrics - Sir Lucious Left Foot... The Son Of Chico Dusty - Big Boi

This is that dope-on-dope 

Smoke but don't choke on 

It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies 

Have been known to croak 

Unless them toke of it's the bomb 

For those who think life is unfair 

'Cause I blow my smoke in the air 

As if no one is standin' there 

Then I'll roll one tonight, fo yo sorrows 

In my chair as I sit back 

Smiling from ear to ear 

With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair 

Yes, she'll blow one tonight fo yo sorrows 

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Daddy Fat Sacks back on the scene 

Money shot to a Three movies 

But everything's straight like 9: 15 

It's back to the time machine, I believe 

Back to the rhymin', back to the stick 

Back to the hi-hat, tsk tsk kick 

Slap, y'all nigga better think that was it 

We everywhere, beithc 

Like the air you breathe 

Got 'em stuck like Chuck into what we weave 

Like a lace front wig stuck to the forehead 

Best believe I'll change the steeds 

Take the lead, change the speed 

Slow it down just for the sport 

Nigga, one of my favorite rappers 

Happens to be Too Short 

Now everybody wanna sell dope, sell dope 

Got a P, got a pound, got some hoes, nope 

Jesse Jackson had a lil' bit of hope, for the folks 

On a roll, back in nineteen eighty fo', eighty fo' 

For those who think life is unfair 

'Cause I blow my smoke in the air 

As if no one is standin' there 

Then I'll roll one tonight, fo yo sorrows 

Just to let you know that everything is straight 

I say stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate 

Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great 

Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste 

Kill yourself like Sean Kingston, suicidal for a title 

My recitals are vital and maybe needed for survival 

Like the Bible or any other good book that you read 

Why are 75% of our youth readin' magazines? 

'Cause they used to fantasy and that's what they do to dream 

Call it fiction addiction 'cause the truth is a heavy thing 

'Member when the levee scream, made the folks evacua-ezz 

Yeah, I'm still speakin' about it 'cause New Orleans ain't clean 

When we shout Dirty South, I don't think that is what we mean 

I mean, it mean the rough, the tough, the dangerous, we reign supreme 

Can slaughter entire teams with the ink that my pen bleeds 

B-I-G-B-O-I, nigga, please 

For those who think life is unfair 

'Cause I blow my smoke in the air 

As if no one is standin' there 

Then I'll roll one tonight, fo yo sorrows 

In my chair as I sit back 

Smiling from ear to ear 

With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair 

Yes, she'll blow one tonight fo yo sorrows 

Don't want no girlfriends 

Just need my dope 

I just need my dope 

One foot on the world when 

I'm behind in my smoke 

I'm behind in my smoke 

On the back burner 

You can just simmer around 

But on the front burner 

You betta burn, a fat one 

Roll it up, fire that shit up 

A fat one, fire it up 

A fat, fat, fat one 

This is that dope-on-dope, smoke but don't choke on 

It's the shit, clearly blunt junkies have been known to croak-oak-oak 

Unless them toke of it's, the bomb 

Bombardin' the brain, the bong infinitely plays the place to come 

Came and went, hind bells spent, bent 

Take another huff and puff and choke and toke 

Icky sticky sticky and stuff a bowl and 

Pack a pipe, twist a blunt roll, light a joint 

'Cause this is the dope-on-dope, some good shit 

Yeah, lean back and puff slow