Shwayze
"Roamin'"

Chorus
If you call me on the telephone
Sorry love, I'm not at home
I'm out on the town roamin'
Leave a message after the tone
And I'll get back to you in the mornin'
Oh yeah

Everybody in this town wanna know me now
Cuz every honey in the town wanna hold me down
Roll me round cuz I'm brown like a blunt
So put it in the sky and tell me what you want
Lighter up light lighter up
Like it's 1985 and we high as fuck
Lighter up light lighter up
Like it's 1985 and we high

Yo, I kick off my shoes
I keep the weed in my sock
I'm going 85 and I ain't gonna stop unless the beat drop
And I see those cops try to pull me over cuz I'm hot boxed, windows locked
Stay bumping that cock rock
In and out the carpool lane like a hot shot
Drop top I got it at the chop shop
Mario don owe me a favor for that ganja

Chorus

Yo, I'm a breast man, a face man, leg man, ass man
Gentleman, yes ma'am, ask them
They my clientele and their eyes are red cuz they high as hell
Brain like baboon, body like Giselle
Lady Giselle run fast as hell
I'm the shit, ma that's the smell
The next big thing, can't ya tell
The phone ring, can't pick it up
Life moving too fast, gotta live it up
Gotta live it up, can't trade a Trans AM for a pick-up truck
Yo, I work hard all day in the garden
And now it's starting to show for something
Limousine that they chauffeur son in
Drive me around with the music bumping

Chorus

(One more time man)

Chrous

Fuck, fuck, yeah, yeah I'm high
How you think a brother man supposed to survive
Take five, matter fact take a drive
And think about life while you still got time
Smoke a little weed, drop a couple rhymes
Make a couple dollars and save a couple dimes
Draw a couple lines on some paper, make a sign
Hang it on my dressing room door, it's time

Chorus

Everybody in this town wanna know me now
Cuz every honey in the town wanna hold me down
Roll me round cuz I'm brown like a blunt
So put it in the sky and tell me what you want
Lighter up light lighter up
Like it's 1985 and we high as fuck
Lighter up light lighter up
Like it's 1985 and we high
Yo, I kick off my shoes