EZ Decision

Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 Not a care in the world, yo, how that sound?
 No place to be but where I am right now?
 Feels like I lost ten pounds, so high I'm floating
 Drunk as fuck, plus I'm still smoking
 Still hit the level where I wanna relax
 I feel it off the beat now I'm givin' it back
 And as a matter of fact, I'm goin' all out
 Till I pass the fuck out know what I'm talkin' about
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 I smoke so much weed, this beat right here be hot
 Up in the party with mad bags of pot
 Smoke a lot everyday, hell no it ain't an issue
 I green thumb your girl, make sure she don't miss you
 Pass the tissue, I'm sayin' pack up the bowl
 'Cause every half hour, I'm on an herb type stroll
 Joint by lips, pipe by my hips
 I take mad big gulps, you taking little sips?
 Now the owl, I grow a farm full of plants
 And keep a half ounce of chronic, tucked up in my pants
 Dance, with all types of women
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
 Get this on, burn that crop
 We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
 Get this on, burn that crop
 We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
 Get this on, burn that crop
 We gonna flip that switch, pop that top
 Get this on, burn that crop
 Damn this party is fuckin' buggin'
 Every last one of you is freaking and shoving
 While I'm throwing brownies in and out of the oven
 Excuse me do you want one?
 Do you even have to think about it?
 How about you blow me and I sing about it?
 The I'll dedicate to you beautiful lips
 Of course I'll kick some shit about your sexy hips
 And I'll tell you that I love you and I never ever use you
 And in the, I'll slow it down so that I don't lose you
 You look delicious with your sexy little body
 I'm suspicious that this angel might be naughty
 You could be the devil in disguise with wings
 Because taking off your clothes was an ez thing
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 Comin' to the party was an ez decision
 Fillin' up my glass was an ez decision
 Lookin' at the women was an ez decision
 Smokin' this weed was an ez decision
 Ez, ez, ez
 Ez, ez, ez
 Ez, ez, ez