John Stamos Don Rello

[Hook 1]
Stamos with the curl
Miss Uncle Jesse with that action
Might badass my girl
Because I came before the cha-ching
Might fuck around leave, I'm not asking for attachment
Passing me the blunt until the blackness is relaxing

[Verse 1]
If I got my bowl, I'll create an aroma myself
Fuck over my health
Feeling so low and I know that this smoking gon' help
One toke and I'm well
Stroking your girl and I noticed she broke all her nails
Dunno what to tell you
Soap hits my back in the shower, she know I'm gon' yell
Smacking that ass with my towel
Now how bout she tell me you coward as fuck?
Spending your hours just counting the money
You know that you owe to the powers above
Fuck did I loan you that bud?
Knew you's gon fuck up the second we smoked in your Buick
Showed me your music, you told her to loosen up
Sorry to gloat, but my homie, I'm holding her to it
Homie, I'm holding onto it
Whole bunch of new shit controlling my life
Like I can't choose what to do with my time
Hop in the stu and get loose on the mic
And in private get loose with your soon to be wife
My privates all loose in your soon to be wife
My privates got used to your soon to be wife