Dry Your I's
Yeah, yeah,
I just wanna tell you somethin'
Somethin' about it,
Somethin' about it
Real nigga I come from this real sh*t
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, you're something,
This is the discussion
Daddy was a rolling stone
And I was just a youngin
Momma she was broke
And we ain't have too much of nothin'
Little sister cryin' dry your eyes girl
I'll go hustlin' just to get it
Just dry your eyes oh dry your eyes
Even I'd do wrong to make this life go right
Loner, motherf**kin' stoner
Momma said my clothes they smell like resin marijuana
My reply is "Momma, blame it on that corner"
Puttin' food up on that table and ache up in my order
Momma I'm a soldier, 44 by my scrotum
Promise you won't cry
When I go sell that soap and soda
Oh no no
Just dry your eyes oh dry your eyes
Even I'd do wrong to make this life go right
