Twista - Front Porch Lyrics
[danny boy]On the porch, on the porchSmokin weedHmmm yeah[liffy stokes]I woke up early saturday morning sick off rhemy and brewsWit a hang over from bluesHurl on my clothes and shoes stomach on woozFrom this killer weed thats so fired it made your nose bleedI had me so high, my brain was fried movin at slow speedThis thick ***** chose me and was stickin like liquorShe look to tight that bodies right my heart and mind was like dick herBut wit my body aching from hurl sensation thats got me shakenI swiftly took the number and passed on ass that was for the takenI remember wakin up at the flat *****ed up in the backCheckin on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the latI hit the sack to sleep it off woke up woozy and still smokingTwistas wishes thinking about last night and the ***** that was scopin***** it lets get em on I grabbed the phone girl call your friendsThen I hit twista and maze and them bout the ***** in the benzNigga push only cause I see them already been in the blockYou know the lit niggas youll find us in my favorite spotAnd thats on[chorus]2xThe front porch smoking reefaThe weed got em feelin umm hmmOn the front porch getting deeperGhetto love got em feelin, umm hmm yeah yeah[maze]In the summer I hit the front porch wit a morning bSippin on the duce duce ozAnd I be killin me how many thick fees I seeGetting bubbly waitin for stokes and t, I spit a little game at threeTryin to talk up on the shoppin spreeOr a b of that stinky green freeStraight getting, to puff puff passAnd drive up my gas hittin all the hot blocksBumpin legit ballers to rock yall spotEverybody know the shit bout to dropSee from northbound to ten row in it go tryin to get they propsPollutin the air wit squares, blunts, and topsSettin up shops for lots comin back notsEach and everyday of the weekThe mobsta elites be on somebody porch dumpin heatBustin flows in the cipher getting deepWhile we cheat something sweet to legendary beatstill we reached our peakScummy aloud attractin crowds to the streetThen its time to retreat grab something to eatAnd head to the late front to get up wit some freaksWit a treat under the seatFor the cats who get the sudden urge and wanna try to jackCause when your pockets is fatIt seems like all the haters and hood-rats want to attackAnd when the park close we hit the liquor storeFor a box of sitches and a fifth of yakSouth on the corner and get a few sacksOr betta yet the whole pack so we can get backOn the[chorus][twista]One morning iWoke up next to a choclate fee and a red boneMy dick was hard I started stroking and pokingAfter toppin I tell them to role the bluntCause on the front I hear them niggas steady smoking and jokinI heard its gonna be hot outside gotta get up and lay my clothes outIts gonna be too many hoes outBefore my ladies rolled out I got em to clean up the whole houseThen I threw my fit on look in the mirror get on goneNigga you looking dope because you got a knotAint no cruising up out the hopIm hangin by the spot cause I had to put the lexus off up in the shopBut its all to good its a hood thangNever too bogus notice the love on the block that nigga coolinAiming the radio out the window steady groovingTip by the corner store wit the indo steady movinNiggas who flippin new 98s is steady cruisingBumpin up the block flossin for the chicks cause they richBut I aint leavin off the front with the bluntSet a switch just to pull in all the thickest btichesAt the crib I cant get caught wit heatIf its some static I shall chalk and sweepI go and get the bs up off but chiefCome get me if the phone for me Im at the party across the streetIm enjoying the breeze high degreez and no easePockets be full of gs smoking bs hiding the feesMaking no enemies the po ps yellin out freezeServing niggas wit ease staking cheese so nigga pleaseTell me bout some ghetto loveHomies around smoking newports till the brew drunk shortYou can travel the world cant find a place like homeWith a crib on the front with a skunk torchAint nothing lie
