Thick Redbone LaLa

Or maybe it's that drone

'Cause I sure do have a buzz, baby

Either way I'm gold

And I am on a mission

So if your ears are virgin

I advise you not to listen

'Cause this shit isn't kosher

And this shit isn't Christian

It's that motherfuckin' heat

That you can find up in the kitchen, baby

Holla at your nipa

I got this shit for low

Okay, maybe I don't

But guarantee someone I know

Let me slow it down, down

I'm getting ahead here

Plus it's getting hot

So I'ma take a seat and stand

Say I'm lucky I ain't dead, dead

I'm on a rollercoaster ride, y'all

We all of age

And I ain't got nothing to hide, y'all

And in this game

I'm a title when the tide's small

So drop me in and I'll release your soul

Like we wrecked it, but I done

The station, hit and played it

This the city that I run

It's the shit that I created

They telling me I'm the one

And I haven't even made it

Maybe I'm here to dance

'Cause I'm feeling like I'm faded

I'm feeling like I'm faded, baby