Baby, mother thinking that you on some other shit. Oh, what a job this is... — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
For another rhyme written, we spend time spittin' in the booth. Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop. — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
Now the buds on the stems are like trees in an orchid. Anybody in the room who don't smoke weed is gettin' torch lit.… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
You just went and copped the biggest car you could find and a couple more just like it so your friends could follow behind.… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
I grab a Swisher Sweet and use my fingernail to cut it. Gut it, then I dump the droppin' out then stuff it full… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again. Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again. — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
On the mixin' and mastering, puzzlin' and plastering the tracks together on tapes, CDs, wax or whatever. — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
You probably don't have a lot of money but if you did would you find it funny. If you lent and you spent it,… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
Steadily rewindin', trying to make some hot shit. Oh, what a job this is... — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
That's why we mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we working for it. Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it,… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
She took the kid, the dog and the kitty and everybody know you're at a low they feel pity and what's really fucked up… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done. Barely make it home with the morning sun. — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
And next thing you're broke and the yacht that you got, it won't sail or float. You look back and try to catch someone's… — Devin Tha Dude Copy Share Image
