Phillies (Explicit)

Phillies (Feat. Poppa LQ) - Luniz

(chorus: yukmouth)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

(yukmouth)

Surpress the brown ***** up in the crown vics

Spread her legs and put the greenery lips around it

Gets around it while niggas quit (woah!)

This ***** look better than whitney, lick her titties

Cause niggas say the ***** be the stick-icky

One puffll turn your brain cells to dust

Head rush, bound to fill your eyes up with the redness

Suck her up, but theres a million *****es just like her

Even dykes try to ***** her in the cypher with the lighter

Puttin the dick on the a** an, everybody cashin, blackin

Latino mother*****ers know they be mashin

Ni**a like whas happenin?

You can keep them sassy the dickey used to

Nicky bone to top to dump the hash in

My partners they be askin mr. y-u-k

Why you stay high off the hash and be smashin?

With a hundred gun and a hundred click

To the sto, they get phillies

To we get blunted as we wanna get

(chorus: yukmouth)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

(poppa l.q.)

I takes my gat with a phillie I don't need no quote

Now boss player this is how I like to blow my smoke

I grab the phillie cut the throat, jump to the back

Of a building, top player, makin a little bits with a cup up of spit

It makes me sick and upset when its spit and silly

Whenever you phillie, its all spitty and wet

It doesn't matter, rich or po, I couldn't care less bro

It mixes when I'm out and let the mother*****er smoke no hoe

I shake the bud mary-tramps, the one that tried to shove the w**d up the fifth

Without givin up no *****er food stamps

I know they want it, but smokin for free, I don't condone it

Don't put your crusty lips on it if you ain't got no chips on it

I spent a grip on it, and girl, the cuffs out here

And if you floss out here, you take a loss out here

You're doin too much catin in the cypher witcha

Lighter, tryin to flick your big, if you ain't got no skits, you can't get hit

(chorus: yukmouth)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

P-h-the-i-the-l-the-l-the-i-the-e-the-s

We mess with phillies we roll big phillies

(I wanna get blunted my brother)

(the luniz & poppa l.q.)

How many blunts do you blow on the daily

Many money I blow many, many, many

I smoke plenty (well, won't your black a** quit being stingy)

I'm not greedy (well, wheres that w**d fiend? )

(you better quit smokin those beadys in my fo hun)

(blow one for the po-one)

(ni**a, don't you owe one? ) (act like ya know one)

No one does it better, break it down with my thumbs

(***** the zigzags, and stack your lungs, make the runs)

But no fund, no gas money

(well, even if a dummy has money)

(hell be a dumber dummy then bin his a** money)

My blunt is my keeper like cash money

Blast money, stash money, the last money was considered

Bombs, stick, green grass money

Roll, but next time, ima put a little to the side (hash money)

(yukmouth)

Hey ni**a I started smellin w**d and hella w**d

Then I started sellin w**d

***** be tellin me, they wanna smoke

To catch mozik than a spellin bee

Cause I smoke they a** under the table

The hoes stable, pass me that cigarette or phillie

(poppa l.q.)

I got that feelin again, lets smoke that acrylin

Again, I said you willin again, then we can walk the poppa-ceiling again

I storms in like a mighty blast of wind

Inhale, exhale, the phillies rule my dome an (aaahhh!) (*cough*)

(high powered sh*t, tell that ni**a down the road to roll the sh*t up man)

(man yall niggas need to quit this sh*t)

(ni**a, you used to smoke too, more than me here, hit this sh*t)

(man, you already know do)

(numskull)

***** around and smoke the sprayed up

Ni**a be laid up, walk around like zombies, minds never made up

Smellin like a** hemps and grine, *****y mouth

Chap lips, *****in off all the poo-nanny

If yall gonna smoke Ill be the designated w**d roller

Call me numboy, the mother*****in seed roller

But you gotta crack the window though

Cause me and the lads like whoopi goldberg in centerfolds

Drink-a-lot never like to think-a-lot

Ni**a I don't smoke no more cause I don't like the stank-a-lot

Ni**a I'm drink-a-lot, smoke-a-lot too ni**a

*****, how you gonna say that sh*t ni**a if you be smokin cigarettes (***** yall)

And me ni**a, (I wanna get blunted my brother)

You know phillies, they give heart attack catch a ni**a

***** you ni**a, shitty a** niggas (***** you ni**a)

Smell like straight dookie (*echoes*)

(*laughter till fade*)