[Intro]
Yeah
I mean, I did't even wanna touch this, but I
But I had to, we just
We just gon' get in-and-out on that muhfucka
Shit too legendary to try to go too crazy on
Ones who know is the only ones I’m doing this shit for
Turn it up a little bit more, uh

[Verse]
Extra flossy and saucy, I pop collars
Automatic top, '59 Impala
No hydraulics, this a super-clean stock one
Purchased it in California, the city of Stockton
Lady assassin ridin' shotgun, catchin' the breeze
Dippin' with me, such a relief from the hot sun
Smokin' one for Mac Dre
How I wish I could met homie and dropped a tape
I hope that it's okay with the Bay
Slidin' on these beats in such a playa way
Showin love, to the Area that showed me real purple bud
When some fools didn't know what it was
Plus the Jack always had my back
Smokin' and thinkin', Vich pulled up, all gold
He needed to borrow the Dayton hammer to fix his Lincoln
Canal Street in New Orleans on a Friday evenin'
While the sun sinkin', and the moon begins beamin'
Smokin' and dreamin', really achievin' the shit I was talkin' 'bout
You thought that I was just full of that weed, and
Really put it in motion
Really floatin', really goin', really havin'
Suckas really just mad at it
[Outro]
Keep the E in it, Chevy's on switches
We smokin' weed in it, hoe, don't post me in your pictures
If you can keep a secret, we could always
Rule number one, don't talk about me
Smokin' one for the legend Mac Dre