Hard Times

[Produced by Entreproducers] [Intro] Hard times in the city In a hard town by the sea [Verse 1: Capital STEEZ] Is it a bit too explicit if I ask her to lick it Or rude if I assume the position Wax on wax off like you’re rinsing off the dishes That’s why I got her wetter than the kitchen Or is it, I got the candles I’m just hopin you can stand the heat Banana peel sandals that’ll compliment your camels feet Whatchu think of yellow?, got you feelin slick and mellow A simple fellow try to switch to red bone I got the mary rolled, so it’s set in stone But I would hate to see her climb hills in stilettos Steezy baby let me kiss up on your neck gold Straps with no strings attached like Velcro Heard we getting more buzz than a cell phone Came for the throne, now I’m tryna put myself on Act grown, get thrown when the L’s gone Got too bent now she’s blown like an elbow So tell me how you getting home So tell me how you getting home [Hook: Capital STEEZ]] She said it’s on as long as I don’t tell the pros Words keep spreading on like a telephone So tell me how you getting home [Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez] She don’t need no drugs, and she don’t need no guns All she needs to do is hit me up, and she’ll be riding dirty No brakes and no crashin over Spanish casanova, casting spells with the aroma Witch doctor got the remedy, shit fucked up her memory But I remember how she said mmm lemony I can’t be romantic, I just met ya and I spanked her Had the dank lit since the banquet, got the henny, now drank it Straight Cali in my doobie and she's hittin' on Mary I think she's bi curious, buy furious bags On the root of all evil I want serious cash Don’t laugh, you see where I’m at, you need a new map Her completion’s Pocahontas, she’s in love with the Blanca Headed to the dirty south but reps beast coast papa She knows if she don’t suck, then we don’t fuck Plus she never says she won't, fuck a love quote Girl I know I left ya broke, so tell me how you getting home Just tell me how you getting home [Hook: Dirty Sanchez]