Ooooaaaahhh

I need me a fat blunt smoke something
Humble as a mumble

Long day at the office and when I get home
She find some bullshit to pick out, trip on
Talking about who this chick that just sent
A pic to your shit phone
I know who she meant
But I act as I don't know shit
I don’t know shit holmes
That bitch on my dick
That's probably why she sent a pic
My chick don't know ’cause if she did
She would trip and tell her friends to come
And get, come and get, come and get
Come and get, I don't know shit
She don't believe me so I'm leaving
Tell my niggas to grab a bag of weed
But that don't make sense 'cause 'bout a hour
And thirty minutes later I'm
Hollering "baby, please, baby"
You son of a bitch
You gone piss on me and tell me it’s rain
What, do I look like a lame?

Fuck, you just always, fuck
Nagging and whining
She always nagging and whining yeah
I told her just stop nagging and whining
Nagging and whining and crying