You were there so you say Your fake as fuck so go away Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time loser Plastic - part-time poser Plastic - part-time
astronaut crashin' while Jackin' off to bufferin' vids of Asher Roth eatin' apple sauce Sent to Earth to poke Catholics in the ass with saws And knock blunt
envy Smoke and blow out they blunts Sipping Henney Drunk nights And hot days Cocking my heat shooting it sideways A wife on the run Full of common blunts
ass kicked. And niggas laugh, til' tha first mothafucka got blasted. I put the nigga in his casket, Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic. I smoke blunts
lil' ass kicked Niggaz laughed, til the first motherfucker got blas-ted I put the nigga in his casket and now they covering the bastard in plastic I smoke blunts
brown paper bag money push my matress threw the roof This for my niggas getitn brown paper bag money This for my strippers gettin black plastic bag
: I was a quick wet boy Diving too deep for coins All of your street light eyes Wide on my plastic toys Then when the cops closed the fair I cut
the body in the trunk theres a body in the trunk, big body with the fronts stitches to the face, dont even (polly) on the blunt i hit mami if i want,
flow lovely My pants hang low while I'm dancing, sipping the bubbly Hey, me no worry, hashish keep my eyes Chinese Rollin two Phillies together make blunts
you punk Tie you to my nigga's bumper but busta you won't reach the trunk Crunk from the funk and blunt now my bodies numb Give me one I got me one now
gone miss you punk Tie you to niggaz bump but busta you won't reach the trunk Crunk from my bumb and blunt now my bodies numb Give me one I got me one
my room, That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof This for my niggas getting brown paper bag money This for my strippers getting black plastic
ma gurl get in at 1:15 am The guitar's cryin right now Just a couple things goin on in my life, you know [Verse 1] Brim leanin, cup tilted, blunt flickin
Coupe thru traffic Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent Ya bitch present wit the music blastin And she keep askin how it shoot if its plastic I tell her
me "It ain't shit to me," you a hoe in fifth degree A discharge from a dick disease You lil' maggot, part time thug for a faggot Plastic-ass chump, you
The Roller Coaster Malpractice! ("Stop stop stop stop!!") [Method Man] Let's trip the night fantastic I'm flexible, they used to call me plastic These
the legend of masked kid Shoot out the speakers when my guns get jurassic Superbad, who am I? Dolemite classic The vandal's back, hands on Angela Bassett I handle my plastic
