2 turn tables and a microphone
2 turn tables and a microphone
2 turn tables and a microphone
This white boy on hydrocodone

In a green limousine drinking promethazine
With a mean bitch and this month's King magazine
She never had lean or been tag teamed
So me and Legacy let her sample the beef

I chop the pills up
Fuck time release, that's little kid stuff
I'm getting my dick sucked
In a pickup truck, license plate says "Fist Fuck"

Call me Dr. Seuss
Green eggs and ham
Now I got the juice

I think we feeling loose
80-80 milligrams got me leaning obtuse

Why you handing me the mic again
Don't you know I ate 88 vicodin
I might just swim down to Mexico
Fill up prescriptions

Grab some rohypnols
I got a date tonight
She gonna get shish kabob-ed
When she trips and fall
I'ma leave her fat ass and beg your time

3 jolly ranchers, one 7-Up
Purple drank in a styrofoam cup

The microphone's plugged
Like a chord in your girlfriend's butt

Ah shit
I need a quick fix
Drink some morphine
In the tip of my dick
Tied up my balls
In the bathroom stall
At the Boxhill mall

Y'all don't know
Live in the fast lane, moving slow mo
They call me a pro-
Fessional for taking drugs with hoes

They call me Dirt Nasty
Scrambling the drugs in the Caddy backseat

I'm known as the Legacy
All I do is drugs with this dick head next to me

(Doctor, doctor)
I'm feeling sick
(Doctor, doctor)
I need a fix
(Doctor, doctor)
Give me my scrip
(Doctor, doctor)
We know where you live

3 Jolly Ranchers, one 7-Up
Purple drank in a styrofoam cup

Writer(s): SIMON REX CUTRIGHT, NICHOLAS LAURENCE LUCKINBILL, ARMEN MELIK<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com