Whoa i shouldn't even be going for more, but sure why not im wasted.

Rick Ross - Chevy Riding High

Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
In my city on the low you can get that blow
that blow your mind outta control lost yo soul
no where to be found, roaming around your town
looking for a fight, but you cant throw a fist
one punch to your shit...sir good night
I might feel right once i light this blunt thats rolled tight
to tight for me to hit aint that some shit,
i called my bitch, but shes to busy fucking some other dick
i slit my wrist just to find a balance, but i remembered i contain no talnet
so i figured i branch like a ballad, but i lost my madlibs, or maybe my adlibs
either way i contain no metaphors so my vocals are worse then before
but i forgot to close the door so my nouns werent spokin out loud
i drowned in my own sorrow but i thought i gotta return a car i borrowed
so i drove drunk until i saw a fat ass like j lo and drove into a tree trunk
to busy staring now my acholol level is blaring, and cops see my dro glarin
out the coner of my pocket, i knew i should of socked it,
but i thought a chick was in the passenger seat,
could of swore she was about to suck my pee pee
maybe that was the porno flick i saw last week,
either way the cops havent blinked, i think im deeper then a boat that sinks
he begins to speak, sir do you understand you crashed into a tree?
no i musta missed the sign cause this chick was about to become mine
he said sir are you sure youre alright? I think you need to breath in my test tube, and if you dont pass a dui will become wrote up in front of you
oooo ooo you sir are mister big and bad i bet you brag to your dad
about how you grew up to be a cop and a fat ass wann be buff lad
.....
yeah im done, its suppose to be funny or something, forgive me in the morning :thumbsup: