1993 Lyrics - Earth Gang

Ayy 

These motherfuckers, man, yo 

(Elite, Elite, Elite) 

Check it 

Yo, check it out, ayy 

Since 1993 I've been smoking weed, ask about me 

Niggas know not to, oh, wait, niggas know not to, oh, fuck, ayy 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up 

Uh, I'm drunk at a party, ain't put down my cup 

The fuck is my water? I pick this shit up 

Then drank all the water and threw this shit up 

It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh 

I push pack like USPS, you is a bitch 

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Ayy, yo, yo, shut the fuck, ayy 

Don't even rap, nigga, you 

Ayy, hold on 

Hold the fuck up, nigga 

Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight 

I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight 

I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight 

Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night 

Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night 

I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma score you 

Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (Sorry) 

I'm just tryna fuck a couple girls and go 

Can't do that while I'm on the phone 

I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker 

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, nigga 

Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, nigga? 

(Oh-oh-oh-oh) 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up 

Yeah 

Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side bitches 

Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business 

You're slurring, my baby, you're surfing, no turfing 

My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear 

I don't mumble 

ABC your way up out the convo 

Lookin' for sluts, oh? 

Oh, I know a couple 

Bro, bro, bro, bro 

Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro 

Ayy, nigga, come on, like 

Nigga, stop rapping, start passing 

(Oh-oh-oh-oh) 

Like can I? My nigga 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up (Bro, bro) 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up 

Roll up 

Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed 

The stress so strong it got me weak 

I'm so on, it threw me off (Yeah) 

I'm throwed off, yes indeed 

I threw up after my threesome 

On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do 

She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch 

Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle 

I sling peen like Colossal 

That mean king save the queen from the castle 

I grab the saddle 

Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels 

Shawty tryna tell me 

Motherfucker, ayy, didn't I say? Nigga, ayy 

We can't rap, nigga, we smoking weed 

Stop rappin', nigga, this is not a rap session 

We gettin' high 

If I smoke a blunt right now 

I'ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down 

Around my ankles 

Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke 

You niggas don't want smoke 

No guts like that Swisher we just smoked 

We cutthroat, niggas... 

Hold, hold on, hold on 

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, 

wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait 

Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait 

Shh, shh, shh 

Wait, wait, wait, okay 

Watson, Watson, stop 

'Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads 

He think he smoke now 

Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin' 

That's the end of the song, nigga 

This the end of the session, we goin' home 

I just called my Lyft 

I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean 

Let me try one more time