Thinkin' about what if the world was mine?
It'd be on in this mutha fucka
I been thinkin' since the capital
Luck saw a baby kinda feel natural
Triple lights on the crap table
7 11 6 & 4 they all score
And every woman is a stripper so you can tip her
Feel free to take her home wit ya
I'd be in all the motion pictures
And every whip I'm messin' wit, be a ten on the real shit
And real niggas wouldn't have to try to be
So I would never never - actin' violently
And even if you didn't ride wit me
you could still get high wit me
You would never have to leave the sunshine
And everbody'd be free to smoke weed wit us
Shouldn't even have to deal wit one time
Too many whips so we ain't got time
Wit all my niggas down front wit they dubs up, all night
Call all the thugs & 'round 'em up
And tell 'em all to come to my show
I take a puff so I can meditate
Bump down the street & niggas wouldn't playa hate
These are tickets for the na-nas
What's the matter wit ya eyes? Ain't ya high enough?
Cali weed make 'em both swell
So quit talkin' and blaze one up
You in the middle of a world-wide mission to get paid enough
Is the last nigga brave enough?
My mind was made up, and stayed up
I took 17 beats & laced 'em up wit a plot to blow the place up
Block parties wit the Mexicans
Dominos wit the best of dem
In the city wit my next of kin, doin' lotsa shoppin'
But it's my shit, so that won't happen
Guaranteed to have y'all screamin' & clappin'
On a high that lasts ya all night