[Intro: Dom Kennedy]
Hey, hey
And I'mma come pick you up
And I'mma come, what
Roll some trees up
Roll some trees up
I'mma come pick you up

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
You only die once
Half court Lakers game while they play the Thunder
I don't go out much, but we can keep in touch
I should have thought why you ain't got a man ?
Instead of plottin' on what's between your legs
Left the parking lot in a rush
Back to the studio, then I got call from Earl
Sayin' roll some trees up, then come pick me up

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy]
Panties to the side, I'm a dog
Till the day I die, I'm a boss
If she by my side, she go hard
Real sexual and she's professional
And I wanna take her on a long walk
Let her drive the S.S with the top off
These n***as want my spot and don't know the cost
Is it love ? Is it less ?
Phone ringing, I can't pick up
Is it love ? Is it less ?
Phone ringing, I'm with her

[Verse 2: Hit-Boy]
Look, we are the west band
Keep it silent, ?
?
When you ready for the real one, bang my line
She a pretty thug doin' on the westside
?
Hit another state, rollin' day days
I should
I know my ex sick, I know your ex sick
Damn, she let me sex quick
Top floor, ?
Lakers on TV while she touch on her
Back in the city we got ? it
We now ? Ghetto genius

[Chorus: Dom Kennedy]
Panties to the side, I'm a dog
Till the day I die, I'm a boss
If she by my side, she go hard
Real sexual and she's professional
And I wanna take her on a long walk
Let her drive the S.S with the top off
These n***as want my spot and don't know the cost
Is it love ? Is it less ?
Phone ringing, I can't pick up
Is it love ? Is it less ?
Phone ringing, I'm with her
[Outro: Dom Kennedy]
(Phone ringing)
Real sexual and she's professional
(Phone ringing)
Real sexual and she's professional
(Phone ringing)