Mac has managed to get himself stoned
[Interlude: Fashawn]
Uh, niggas call it the gray area cause it's gray and shit over there, right?
I don't know if you know that, they got a smoke shop called the gray area
So, this is for the gray area, uh
Ayo, the first time I was in Amsterdam, was with Hectic
My man Evidence, the World Layover Tour 2009, straight up
Uh, uh
[Verse 2: Fashawn]
The place was stuck in my head, eyes burgundy red
My first time visiting was with Ev
The World Layover Tour
'09, traveled to Netherlands
We tore it down, hit the coffee shoppes for the medicine
Thought I saw a red light, tryin' to keep my head tight
By starin' at a nympho, posted behind some window
If I go any further that'll be too much info
But fuck it, shouldn't gave me a pencil
And now it's like a song embedded in my memory
Had they hands up, see more arms than a centipede
Can't wait to go back, nothin' like the first time
Glad I brought my Kodak, sit back and press rewind
I don't think I'll ever get homesick, I ain't been home since
Globetrottin', switchin' time zones, the whole shit
The flights, the road trips, peace to Cookin' Soul
I be back overseas before you know it
The grey area
[Interlude: Fashawn]
Uh, niggas call it the gray area cause it's gray and shit over there, right?
I don't know if you know that, they got a smoke shop called the gray area
So, this is for the gray area, uh
Ayo, the first time I was in Amsterdam, was with Hectic
My man Evidence, the World Layover Tour 2009, straight up
Uh, uh
[Verse 2: Fashawn]
The place was stuck in my head, eyes burgundy red
My first time visiting was with Ev
The World Layover Tour
'09, traveled to Netherlands
We tore it down, hit the coffee shoppes for the medicine
Thought I saw a red light, tryin' to keep my head tight
By starin' at a nympho, posted behind some window
If I go any further that'll be too much info
But fuck it, shouldn't gave me a pencil
And now it's like a song embedded in my memory
Had they hands up, see more arms than a centipede
Can't wait to go back, nothin' like the first time
Glad I brought my Kodak, sit back and press rewind
I don't think I'll ever get homesick, I ain't been home since
Globetrottin', switchin' time zones, the whole shit
The flights, the road trips, peace to Cookin' Soul
I be back overseas before you know it
The grey area
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