Hard Times Capital STEEZ (Ft. Dirty Sanchez 47)

[Intro]
Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea
Hard times in the city
In a hard town by the sea

[Verse 1: Capital STEEZ]
Look, is it a bit too explicit if I ask her to lick it?
Or rude if I assume the position?
Wax-on, wax-off like you’re rinsin' off the dishes
That’s why I got her wetter than the kitchen
Or is it, I got the candles, I’m just hopin' you can stand the heat
Banana peel sandals that’ll compliment your camels feet
Whatchu think of yellow? Got you feelin' slick and mellow
A simple fellow tryna switch to red-bone
I got the mary rolled, so it’s set in stone
But I would hate to see her climb hills in stilettos
STEEZy, baby, let me kiss up on your neck gold
Straps with no strings, attached like Velcro
Heard we gettin' more buzz than a cell phone
Came for the throne, now I’m tryna put myself on
Act grown, get thrown when the L’s gone
Got too bent, now she blown like a elbow

[Chorus: Capital STEEZ]
So, tell me how you gettin' home
So, tell me how you gettin' home
She said it’s on, as long as I don’t tell the Pros
Words keep spreadin' on like a telephone
So, tell me how you gettin' home
So, tell me how you gettin' home
She said it’s on, as long as I don’t tell the Pros
Words keep spreadin' on like a telephone