[Chorus: Ryu]
I got my smoke
I got my drink
Took 'em to the face now I'm feeling no pain
A lot of long nights and some happy days
A lot of long nights and some happy days
I got some girls
I got my gang

[Verse 1: Ryu]
Uh, yeah
Rappers stepping to me
The question is "How come?"
I control the party like I'm Mao Zedong
I crush opposition
Beat 'em to submission
Repeatedly pistol whip 'em
Treat 'em like bitches pimping
You know the outcome
Stop that
I'm as fly as a fox bat in a top hat, pussy
You playing with bobcats you rookies
I'm a veteran of combat, Apocalypse Now
We pop bottles like somebody's shooting choppers in the crowd
Ain't need to panic
We ain't causing no damage
"Hey, yo I'm getting hungry"
Go eat a penis sandwich
They call me Tiger Chan, Le Tigre
Hundred degree fever
These hoes chasing me like I'm running from La Migra
The don, the Fonz, Mike, Kobe and Lebron
I'm the best to ever do it
Word is bond, yeah
C'mon
Yo where Jams at?

[Verse 2: Jams]
Come out, come out, wherever you are
If I turn on the darkness so you can see the stars
And I ain't even ever think that we could be this large
But vis-a-vis the bars, yeah, we could be the guys that
Crazy how these women wanna touch me man
Or maybe they done heard about the bucks we made
Yeah them fussy dames, yeah them buxom babes
All fucks with James, cos the bucks is suede
And the tux ain't rented and the [?] entered
And the back seat's smelling like luxury
And they let they guard down
And they play me real close
It's so hard to find people you can trust these days
Then I creep up behind with that husky blade
Damn, coming out my pocket like [?]
I pull off laughing in my black Dodge Ram
They like "who the fuck robbed us?" - Jams

[Chorus: Ryu]
I got my smoke
I got my drink
Took 'em to the face now I'm feeling no pain
A lot of long nights and some happy days
A lot of long nights and some happy days
I got some girls
I got my gang
Watch 'em all dance while I'm spraying champagne
A lot of long nights and some happy days
A lot of long nights and some happy days
[Verse 3]
Hey yo, I'm living like the planet ain't gonna end in a flame
A fireball, live [?], [?] hawk in the game
I'm Deadshot Luna, mack is real not a tumour
When you hear the nine click it's the truth, not the rumour
[Ryu] Why you lying?
No I'm not
[Ryu] Yeah you is
No way
I'm a n***a for life but my name ain't O'Shea
Jackson, I get busy when it's time for some action
From [?] but speak with an L.A. accent
Never lose traction, wheels killing the asphalt
Jams, Tiger Chan, Bishop, Gravity, bandsaw
Macking all hoes, yo my pimping is grizzly
I'm the blood like a motherfucker, push it intensely
A lot of long nights but my focus is safe
Stick to only marijuana, never fuck with the K
Going against the grain like, oh dog call it menace
We in the ear from the Valley to Venice

[Verse 4]
I was up at Record One the other day with Dr Dre
In the studio
Had his back turned
Making beats that thump hard
Thought to myself
Then I stole that n***a's black card
Got a lotta liquor from Bevmo
JD, Henny, Stoli, Hendricks, Wild Turkey, 151 be burning up my tonsils
Drinking straight round and round
And that's how my head go
When the party thinking thoughts about these thoughts and how they head go
Anikka Albrite, Alexis Rodriguez, Chanell Heart
Please can we meet and do some freak shit?
Lustful, untouchable, the flow quite combustable
[?] big word, I Googled it, can't spell it though
Drugs, alcohol and sex that's what I'm after
Sensual consensual, never disaster
Never fuck an unconscious girl going "Shh ssh, it's Casper"
Surpass ya, lyrically and physically smash ya
So cease, capisce?
[Chorus: Ryu]
I got my smoke
I got my drink
Took 'em to the face now I'm feeling no pain
A lot of long nights and some happy days
A lot of long nights and some happy days
I got some girls
I got my gang
Watch 'em all dance while I'm spraying champagne
A lot of long nights and some happy days
A lot of long nights and some happy days