It's that L to the I to the Z Z OAin't got no time for the C3P0, wookieNever knock nookie, but I'd rather stack cookiesLooking at the sunset the color of SnookieWoman of the year, huzzah huzzah huzzah, give her three cheersKillin' everyone up in the coven, witchCuttin' all these niggas, better sew up, stitchWill Smithin' these hoes, you know how it worksPunch a nigga out and say "Welcome to Earth"I drop a mil, take off a scarfLocs on my face like "I make this look good", ugh!Capitalize your capital with a capital GGiving out my secrets, man, ya'll better pay meDon't tell us to slow it down, we won't listenWe're twenty-somethings and it's 20-somethingGreenrooms, drugs and liquor and hip hopWe're twenty-somethings and it's 20-somethingSucky people marry suckers and they suckThen they have sucky kids, they grow up, then what?They attend all the sucky universitiesAnd take our money like it grows on treesSiphon to the authorities then get confused when weConglomerate to the inner citiesPerched on streets, being super sketchySkid marks on their knees, their hands in their pocketsThey walking by real fast in case we got that rocketBOOM! Slam the door to they apartmentThat sucky wife is pregnant with another sucka ass kidI'm askin' "When will it end?", waiting on that meteor showerTo rain down and bring all these suck niggas to they final hourDon't tell us to slow it down, we won't listenWe're twenty-somethings and it's 20-somethingGreenrooms, drugs and liquor and hip hopWe're twenty-somethings and it's 20-somethingRumors that world gon' end don't faze meI'mma get faded, I'mma get fadedRumors that world gon' end don't faze meI'mma get faded, I'mma get fadedRumors that world gon' end don't faze meI'mma get faded, I'mma get fadedRumors that world gon' end don't faze meI'mma get faded, I'mma get faded
