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(featuring Bosko)

[Chorus:]
Let's get something to smoke,
And pour me a glass of Privilege
To wet my throat.
Tonight it's going down.

Get out your brand new fit.
It's time to hit the town,
And get into some sh*t;
Tonight it's going down!

[Verse 1:]
One to the two, two to three,
Fell asleep in the whip,
Woke up in the squee.

Last night was crazy,
Tonight is going down!
Show my lady friend all around the town.

Parked the Harley and hopped in the truck,
Smelling good, and looking like 10 million bucks.

Blue Yankee hat on,
Red monkey pants on,
Fresh to death,
'cause I keep the latest fashion.

Spark the blunt, girl, and your pass on.
Burning kind of slow, that's good, it'll last long.

I'm in the fast lane, getting my smash on.
High as a motherf**er, yeah way past gone.

I got LA feeling like Vegas,
Nobody does, I'm forgetting that I'm famous.
Pour the Privilege, light the vegas,
I'm feeling myself, and all I've got to say is…

[Chorus:]
Let's get something to smoke,
And pour me a glass of Privilege
To wet my throat.
Tonight it's going down.

Get out your brand new fit.
It's time to hit the town,
And get into some sh*t;
Tonight it's going down!

[Verse 2:]
Been on the west coast all my life,
In love with her just like my wife,
And in love with the Hennessey every damn night,
Hooked up with B—- it's about to get right.

It's going down like a fresh pair of panties,
Cab looked better than a couple pair of Grammy's.
You understand me, the city is mine,
So I do like the roll, I twist and wind.

Grab your purse, hop in the two seater,
I've got a stash spot big enough to fit two heaters,
One for me, and one for my girl,
Bonnie and Clyde ready to conquor the whole world.

I got Gucci on, she got Prada,
She calls me daddy, but she's not my daughter,
And I'm not her father, I'm just a mack,
I got tired of drugs so I switched to rap, like that.

[Chorus:]
Let's get something to smoke,
And pour me a glass of Privilege
To wet my throat.
Tonight it's going down.

Get out your brand new fit.
It's time to hit the town,
And get into some sh*t;
Tonight it's going down!

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