[Intro: Quelle Chris]
I died the other night
Couldn't find the energy to fight the call of the tunnel's light
So I just rode that wave
And at the epicenter of this euphoric transfer
A choir of angels awaited me
A joy like no other swelled in my spirit
As the choir began to sing
[Chorus]
Face down, ass up
Face down, ass up
Doo Doo brown
Monastery, chicken head
Bust the juke, hit the jit
Cabbage patch, Bankhead
Butterfly, Tootsie Roll
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
Do the jerk, hit the whoa
Pee-wee Herman, Charlie Brown, Raise the roof
Running man, Roger Rabbit, Dougie, Thizz
Stanky leg, Cat daddy, Ambulance
[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Back when it was Black & Milds
Stylin' when the tip was wood
One titty of E & J, livin' broke and feelin' good
Work was only time to play, lazin' 'bout the neighborhood
Now I live, no lookin' back, wouldn't change it if I could
Uncle say, "come holla at me," I got somethin' you should know
If you want for livin' happy, gotta let some feelings go
Lock it 'cause I love it nappy, let my armor grow
For when them black/white ratios look like dominoes
In this bitch no vamanos, know the ledge, we cut it all kinda close
Taco neck, fake wokes, used to chasin' bank roll
For gold spokes, gold teeth, green leaf, and a freak
I died the other night
Couldn't find the energy to fight the call of the tunnel's light
So I just rode that wave
And at the epicenter of this euphoric transfer
A choir of angels awaited me
A joy like no other swelled in my spirit
As the choir began to sing
[Chorus]
Face down, ass up
Face down, ass up
Doo Doo brown
Monastery, chicken head
Bust the juke, hit the jit
Cabbage patch, Bankhead
Butterfly, Tootsie Roll
Lean wit' it, rock wit' it
Do the jerk, hit the whoa
Pee-wee Herman, Charlie Brown, Raise the roof
Running man, Roger Rabbit, Dougie, Thizz
Stanky leg, Cat daddy, Ambulance
[Verse 1: Quelle Chris]
Back when it was Black & Milds
Stylin' when the tip was wood
One titty of E & J, livin' broke and feelin' good
Work was only time to play, lazin' 'bout the neighborhood
Now I live, no lookin' back, wouldn't change it if I could
Uncle say, "come holla at me," I got somethin' you should know
If you want for livin' happy, gotta let some feelings go
Lock it 'cause I love it nappy, let my armor grow
For when them black/white ratios look like dominoes
In this bitch no vamanos, know the ledge, we cut it all kinda close
Taco neck, fake wokes, used to chasin' bank roll
For gold spokes, gold teeth, green leaf, and a freak
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