Yeah, yeah, yo
Eat, Pray, Thug
Yo, yo, Himanshu
Bitch, I'm back, Heemi-Heemi
And them women think I'm dreamy
And them fellas wanna be me
But neither of 'em can see me
I'm in my head, I'm dreaming for that next lit
I'm screaming for that next check
I'm screaming and ya best bet some leaning
Hubba, hubba, Heema, Abner Louima
I'mma do [?], I'm a new diablo
This molly está bueno, not bad meaning bad
Yeah, I'm talking about that ash
[?], spin another hash spliff
Eat, Pray, Thug, it's like hat-trick, hat-trick
It's madness
They calling him an addict, it's tragic
I'm the f*cking man, now I don't have it
Dog [?] (Woof woof), I'm up another pedigree
Them critics just won't let me be
And I ain't lost the energy
Educated, set them free
They've never been a friend to me
Friend of me, ahead of me
It's plain to see, take planes to see
I go and see the [?]
Poetry, flow-etry, the beat like "voila!"
When I'm in the sea, it floats with me
Young [?], young cocoa butter
Tat her name across the brain, [?] as my mother
Heemi is that man, he follow through with plans
He roll on up with vans, he follow up with fans
He swallow up the jam, they follow when he land
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Bitch, I'm back, pack the back
Couldn't flip, no acrobat
Yeah, monkeys can sell bananas
J-J-Jack, that's a fact
So, I'm like "Where the party at?"
And can I bring my dad?
Where the party at?
And can I bring my dad?
At breakneck speed, that TEC-9 and that AK
A couple rounds of that ye-ye
And that big blunt from [?]
Goddamn, I'mma rub my elbows, and I'm not worried
Cause when I step up in, the party like "Himanshu Suri!"(x4)
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Yeah, yeah, yo
Eat, Pray, Thug
Yo, yo, Himanshu
Bitch, I'm back, Heemi-Heemi
And them women think I'm dreamy
And them fellas wanna be me
But neither of 'em can see me
I'm in my head, I'm dreaming for that next lit
I'm screaming for that next check
I'm screaming and ya best bet some leaning
Hubba, hubba, Heema, Abner Louima
I'mma do [?], I'm a new diablo
This molly está bueno, not bad meaning bad
Yeah, I'm talking about that ash
[?], spin another hash spliff
Eat, Pray, Thug, it's like hat-trick, hat-trick
It's madness
They calling him an addict, it's tragic
I'm the f*cking man, now I don't have it
Dog [?] (Woof woof), I'm up another pedigree
Them critics just won't let me be
And I ain't lost the energy
Educated, set them free
They've never been a friend to me
Friend of me, ahead of me
It's plain to see, take planes to see
I go and see the [?]
Poetry, flow-etry, the beat like "voila!"
When I'm in the sea, it floats with me
Young [?], young cocoa butter
Tat her name across the brain, [?] as my mother
Heemi is that man, he follow through with plans
He roll on up with vans, he follow up with fans
He swallow up the jam, they follow when he land
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Bitch, I'm back, pack the back
Couldn't flip, no acrobat
Yeah, monkeys can sell bananas
J-J-Jack, that's a fact
So, I'm like "Where the party at?"
And can I bring my dad?
Where the party at?
And can I bring my dad?
At breakneck speed, that TEC-9 and that AK
A couple rounds of that ye-ye
And that big blunt from [?]
Goddamn, I'mma rub my elbows, and I'm not worried
Cause when I step up in, the party like "Himanshu Suri!"(x4)
Eat, Pray, Thug
Yo, yo, Himanshu
Bitch, I'm back, Heemi-Heemi
And them women think I'm dreamy
And them fellas wanna be me
But neither of 'em can see me
I'm in my head, I'm dreaming for that next lit
I'm screaming for that next check
I'm screaming and ya best bet some leaning
Hubba, hubba, Heema, Abner Louima
I'mma do [?], I'm a new diablo
This molly está bueno, not bad meaning bad
Yeah, I'm talking about that ash
[?], spin another hash spliff
Eat, Pray, Thug, it's like hat-trick, hat-trick
It's madness
They calling him an addict, it's tragic
I'm the f*cking man, now I don't have it
Dog [?] (Woof woof), I'm up another pedigree
Them critics just won't let me be
And I ain't lost the energy
Educated, set them free
They've never been a friend to me
Friend of me, ahead of me
It's plain to see, take planes to see
I go and see the [?]
Poetry, flow-etry, the beat like "voila!"
When I'm in the sea, it floats with me
Young [?], young cocoa butter
Tat her name across the brain, [?] as my mother
Heemi is that man, he follow through with plans
He roll on up with vans, he follow up with fans
He swallow up the jam, they follow when he land
Goddamn, goddamn, goddamn
Bitch, I'm back, pack the back
Couldn't flip, no acrobat
Yeah, monkeys can sell bananas
J-J-Jack, that's a fact
So, I'm like "Where the party at?"
And can I bring my dad?
Where the party at?
And can I bring my dad?
At breakneck speed, that TEC-9 and that AK
A couple rounds of that ye-ye
And that big blunt from [?]
Goddamn, I'mma rub my elbows, and I'm not worried
Cause when I step up in, the party like "Himanshu Suri!"(x4)