DREAM ABOUT YOU

Sunday morning. Still feeling sleepy. Gonna hit my top Cars the way. I'm sorry, Gotta bleed. Smoking this trail, the dick is the Road, yeah, I'm bumming. I'm taking me a break, need new trade, it's Humming. Early morning, made a scale touch. Got them bills and a clear check, register that Code. Yeah, rolling in my top nine, spin up To that cold night. Cars found me the way. Sorry, gotta bleed. Rolling till the teeth. Jumping out my mini bus. Smoking on this dope. Hit the trail, blow on My Drum. Hear The dick broke Like the road, yeah, I'm bumming. I'm taking me a Break, Need a new trade, It's Humming. Lane number four, I'm on a G, locked up. Move on the gang, need all my G's, Call my dude. Friend of Jay, I'm on the Sound. Moving in a six, I'm down. Water on the knees, on the thick band, On the house. Rolling till the sun, teeth. Jumping out my mini bus. Smoking on this dope. Hit the trail, blow my drum. Hear the dick is broke like the road, Bumming. I'm taking me a break, need a new Trade, it's humming. Early morning. Still the