The Cactus

歌詞

Verse 1 3rd bass deals with the first place of where your mind is the kind of stuff that you want to smoke blunts with take pictures, like allen funt would. snapshots get the crack hot good to get it, but don't sweat it cause if you pursue she'll chalk the cue and boom, stroke the 8 ball stick and run and were having fun prickin my cactus like I'm shooting my gun quickly til it explodes and I unload the cactus Verse 2 I stand for lust of quenchin, G sit on cactus and rotate enough time to clock a digit ass so large it won't quit so I step to kick to the oval office in my intro throwin low bass to the third line a girl on mines a prop so I found loops to hold and then a boomin butt to go to go lo solo readily it's the cactus behind door 3 Verse 3 The smart villain, chillin like Gilligan out on an island fishin with my string and bamboo caught somethin in a see thru nighty might be a little tasty A 300 pound white girl no on to see this, boom I dropped my fluid like a chemist shes contained and I'm a lame brain but doing the wild thing kicked the fat thing off of my swing larger than Jim Backus it's the cactus Verse 4 No boots your money spent last call for toxicants one move to reach a throttle eyesight is through a goggle I trips to the hype type good looking in the dark light it's appetizing to conversate to a fossil pushing 58 all bags and her butt sags in the desert no price tag a household tool and a stank ho the cactus turned Hammers mother out