Marinatin' - Ras Kass

Hook: 
We Could marinate  get nice and and stack riches 
(But it's B.Y.O.B.) Bring your own bud  brew  and bitches 
Ain't no set trippin'  actin' ill and don't steal  for real 
(You got's to chill) 

Verse 1: 
I woke up in my Tommy Hilfigures boxers at 10 from a knock at the door 
But why they at my door for? 
Oh! My peep's they got a half gallon  smilin' 
My talons totalled ten one empty round from putting it down 
But now, my day is starting off Coca Cola and Remy Martin 
Some of the homeys from L.A. and Carson want to throw a private party today 
Threw on some Gautier and my Rolex link dressed to kill like Bernard Getts 
My squad flex like Lee Haney, so its best I keeps myself on house arrest 
Cause you never know, maybe they might wind up at 429 Bauchet 
Locked away, plus can't keep the boody calls waiting 
I'm marinatin' 

Hook 

Dialed up some micehead to see what's crackin' tonight 
She said she just broke up with her man 
And since she free like Mnadela, she bringina box of Philly pantellas 
Acapells, I game like Lou Panella made sure to tell her 
Don't bring no fellas, cherral, girl you can braid the tweed 
And then you can show me how to do the pepper seed 
Agreeded, cause we get down like this on a regular, loungin' 
Watchin' bootleged tapes, shooting jokes, your choice of imported smokes 
Craps and Celo on the patio for more chips than Bingo 
Chips like the MGM casino 
Just make sure your homegirl is single, so it's popping 
Cause ain't nothing worse than fifth wheels that's cockblocking 
And knocking while I"m knocking talking about she ret' to go 
I want some of your brown sugar while I bump D'Angelo 
(Fo'sho) No special holiday, but sometiems j
Artist: Ras Kass
Title: Marinatin'