Dude

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La-da-da-da-da

It's the motherfucking D-I double-G

Rah, Rah, Rah Digga, y'all

La-da-da-da-da

You're rocking with the L-Y-R-I-C

Yeah, yeah, yeah

East Coast to West Coast

In this motherf***er

What, what, what, what

Yo' roll that weed up

Slice it up

Ha, what's up Jones?

Help Jones headphone

Better turn that sh*t up

You gotta dig your own hole

About to divvy it up

Ski mask, weight toy

Now we hooking back up

And when they bang this in the club

You got to get up

Straight who jaboo

How we living it up

Murder was the case on Snoop

They ain't locking him up

Taking chances while we rapping

In the party for sure

Slipping with my ball forward

No ID for the dough

Okay, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I'm like Sisyphus

I'm bound to push rock

Other MCs are such jokes

I call them Knocks Knocks

Your mom wears Crocs

While she's sucking cock

I float so hard

You're gonna need a smock

Yeah, horses wear shoe

But do horses wear socks?

Call me f***ing Freddy

'cause I got it on lock

I smoke weed

I don't f*** with a rock

My flow's so regular

Like a motherfucking clock

Hold up, wait

All these niggaz thinkin we soft

We don't play

We gon' rock it

Til the wheels fall off

Hold up, wait

- Ready?

- Yeah.

Take a seat

Hope you're ready...

Where the dick at?

Smoke weed everyday

First prom with my dudes.

It's hot. I need something to drink.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Making you thirsty?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

- Having fun?

- Yeah, I'm having fun.

- The fields, field of dreams.

- Yup.

And that's home base.

- Did I get that right?

- No, that's the pitcher's...

- That's the pitcher's mound.

- You don't have an idea.

There is home base.

- And that's where you stand?

- Yeah, yeah.

Where all your dreams came true.

Yeah.

Are you sad about graduating?

Not really. Are you?

Chloe and I are gonna come visit you...

obviously.

I'm just glad I have another year here.

I can't imagine leaving this place.

I think if you do it right,

it never really leaves you.

Sorry, I just heard that

and threw up in my own mouth.

I hope you're right.

Hey! Come on. Limo's here.

Let's get some double-doubles.

Okay. Be right there.

Oh, my God,

I got so wasted last night.

So, wait, what happened?

The bouncer wouldn't let you in

with your In-N-Out.

Which was obviously unacceptable.

Right. So, that's when we hoisted

you over the wall of the patio.

And then,

you fall into the cactus.

Oh, dude. They're everywhere.

It's like I was giving blowies

in the desert all night.

Oh, f***. I have work tomorrow.

Yeah, I have a practice exam

in the morning.

All right.

- Bye, ladies.

- Bye.

- I love you.

- Bye.

Bye.

Okay. To the homestead?

Thomas wants us to come

to Top of the World.

- Cool.

- Okay, okay, okay.

Would you rather

lose all the hair on your body

or be a prostitute for a week?

- Prostitute for a week.

- Easily.

You didn't even hear the parameters.

No hair whatsoever,

no eyebrows, no lashes.

Oh, please. Come on.

I pay good money to have hot wax

rip most of that sh*t

out of my body anyway.

Yeah, for real.

But seriously, feel how smooth.

Is it good?

It might be cool

to be all slithery like a dolphin.

I don't think I'd do well as a prostitute.

I'd definitely end up a truck-stop boy.

I'd be an escort, but I'd only take jobs

from Johns who, like,

- wanted to be dominated and stuff.

- Yeah.

You guys have always sucked at this.

Whatever. Your go-to used to be

fart out of your mouth or sweat piss?

Still a valid question.

You lack imagination.

Can't believe school's in your hands now.

It's all downhill.

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