Funked Out Pool Parties Ramirez

[Verse 1]
Uh, gold Dayton's, hittin’ the curb and steady skatin'
Blowing on the exotic chronic, we always elevating
Take me to a high place, flying on that new biz
Bullets coming out of my mouth, [?] precision
I got the [?] spice, with the [?] airing your lingo
Ain't nobody fucking with the flow, fucking with the steelo
I’m straight gas, mobbin' through your set
Spittin' out these bars if I was grippin', [ain't no tech?]
Ain't nobody really test me, don't be surprised
Chillin' the poolside, as I’m hollan’ at ya bitch right
Making all these moves, but I gotta keep it humble
Keen to the story, but I ain't trippin’ I'm ready to rumble
I'm posted with the set, rockin' with the jets
Rolling up the super doobies, taking hits to the neck
I’m getting high, I'm lifted
You can't really get up on my level cause really there's no equivalent

[Chorus - Nutt-So]
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies
Thugs are havin' a pool party
Lot's of freaks with tight, tight bodies