[Intro: Ouija Macc]
Swag Toof
Toof Gods in this hoe
We turnt up
We smell like chronic, these hoes gonna smell like shampoo, ya dig?

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
I don't need bathsalts, I'm a cannibal
[?] on my cantaloupe, eat that shit like Hannibal
Dank Sinatra with me rollin' up the antidote
Laughing at these clowns, shit they write is like an anecdote
Lungs bloated [?] make yo' mammy choke
And hell, it can't [?]
Haters be like "Damn it, bro"
Bitchslappin' like a sugar-free cameo
She better smell like shampoo, I ain't fucking with that nappy hoe
Rolling with my posse, it's them white boy dem
Haters they may look but we see right through dem
Acting like we ain't gon' bring the fight to dem
Put the knife to dem
And goodnight to dem
Ha, I'm the damn dude
I'm the damn dude
Got them woofers in my trunk and they slap too
You know I keep my city tatted on my man-boob
No lube, E pill in her butt, that's the damn move
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
When we come through people be like "Damn, dude" (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
Something in my cup got me feeling like the damn dude (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude

[Verse 2: Choirboy]
Turning heads, breaking necks as we pass through
Smoking on that gas and my chick got the ass too
Cut you suckers down, better learn how to act, fool
[?]
Take it back like a motherfucking tattoo
Swag Toof make you wanna bounce like the track do
Damn dude, gotta have that bitch
Looking like an actress, smoking like some matches
Take her to the mattress, ass is massive
Smash it, no lie
That is what the facts is
[?] that good
You can't tell?
[?]
You can't smell?
Black magic got me smoking on that motherfucking voodoo
Steaming like a choo-choo so I hit 'em up like who do
Smelling like chronic and my girl smell like shampoo do
I'm something like the shit
I though that you knew
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
When we come through people be like "Damn, dude" (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
Something in my cup got me feeling like the damn dude (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude

[Verse 3: Ouija Macc & Choirboy]
What I smell like smokin' on that [?]
What she smell like washin' with that Pantene
Pro-V on me, that's the new swing
I be sippin' lean, she be sippin' appletini things
You be riding, both hands on the wheel
I feel I be Tyler Durden, no hands on the wheel
I be swag independent, swag [?]
Gotta keep the green around me like I'm [?]
Keep a cute thing looking mean, smellin' like a flower
Uptown, puffin' potent, smoking on that dope
Got the green from the West so you know it's high-potence
[?] while these others looking less-than
Rocking with the best, as long as we confessin'
That Herbal Essence got my mind no stressin'
[?], are you not impressed? Damn
[Chorus: Ouija Macc]
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
When we come through people be like "Damn, dude" (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude
I smell like chronic, my girl smell like shampoo
Something in my cup got me feeling like the damn dude (Damn)
Damn, dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude (Damn)
I'm the damn dude, I'm the- I'm the damn dude