Schoolboy Q, Ab-Soul - Druggys wit Hoes lyrics

Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed
Everywhere I goes, they know who I be
Now take a picture, now let me be
Let me do me, let me be a fiend

I'm shooting up, everyday I'm tryna ball
With my little China doll
Got my back like spinal cord
That pistol on me, yeah that 45
Nigga feeling do or die
Fuck tryna be unified
She over there, wanna be over here
So I pull her hair
Fuck her from the rear until she there
How are you? Shit, I go by Q
Hey ho, now what it do?
Got a king size and it's built for 2
I been meaning to be leaning up in that pussy
Like Promethazine and she took the
Semen my willy beaming
On any given Sunday that pussy a runway
She did it the fun way, smash it like Ticante
She did me hombre no need for nombre
We screaming olé and olé
We scored no goalie, she's just a groupie
And group-a, gave top like toupée
Bum rushed that coochie
Her pussy lukewarm like long lay
Her head be Bombay
Like gin and OJ, took a shot
And I won like gameday
Yes I'm the sensei, comprende? Got a ticket
One way
Oh, you don't really see it that I'm gone?
Pass the baton, black, real rap
Spit to the break of the dawn
Nigga we all that, we all that
See that's the shit that we be on
Nigga this Black Hippy, nothing else
Beat so bake I'm 'bout to melt
All my shit be prison felt
TDE we got the belt
Hold it down if nothing else, swear to God
On my life
Where it's at? Shit on sight, down to ride
Fuck a bike if I'm locked then fly a kite
Keep a strap on like a dyke
TDE we got the belt
Hold it down if nothing else
Got the baddest hoes, got the finest weed
Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed
The finest weed, the finest weed
Everywhere I goes, got the finest weed
(Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)
(Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)
Got the baddest hoes (Ass, titties)
Got the finest weed (Pussy, ho, ass, titties)
Everywhere I go
(Marijuana, hydro, pussy, ho, ass, titties)

Quincy, where the weed at? You
Know I really need that you know we go back
'member when I had you smoking Blacks?
In the back when Top was gone
Now Top is back
That mean we in Juice garage
You know you my brethren, we superstars
Still mobbing the 7 11, fuck a car
Top Dawg, ya little fists ain't up to par
Got the baddest hoes, burn the finest kush
That means I'm a botanist slash gynecologist
Please hold your apologies for sleeping
It was prophecy
I just need some time and let these
Demons climb up out of me
You know the ones that got me
Sipping these mickeys 'til I'm numb
Having your missis' tongue missing
From her mouth, in around my nuts
Ring around the rosie
Pocket full of dust bunnies
This hip hop ain't done none for me
Knew I was to be a star when I had a cubby
Watching Ferngully
Now everything I puff fluffy
And I'm so comfy
Watch the company I keep in
Case they come for me
All these bitches in your dreams
Drinking cum from me
This blue dream steam in the lungs of me, oh
Buddy (Soul)