Tour Stories

Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Ain't no way to count all the flights I'm takin'
 Chillin' in Australia with them white Jamaicans
 In Tokyo I wasn't relaxin' when I smoked
 They throw the book at you if they catch you with a roach
 International ladies be givin' up the numbers
 Homie get around like Christopher Columbus
 And they know I'll be back like Arnold
 Act carnal soon as I slam the car door
 That's hard fo' a lot of brothers but not me
 You could watch the Travel Channel probably spot me
 And I'm very thankful I ain't gotta be cocky
 But I'm flyer than a motherfucker somebody stop me
 Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 (We used to read about this never thought it'd be real)
 (Now we all in planes trains and automobiles)
 Me I be relaxin' though skiing in Jackson Hole
 Eating baked Alaskan steaming a bag o' droll
 Schemin' on stacks of dough either it's fast or slow
 Steadily as we go better react
 Now you could walk like a zombie or monster mash
 While your braindead mommy give me all the cash
 Get that fake broad freakin' like Nate Dogg singin'
 Without the grapes or the eight ball drinkin'
 Playboy Bunnies with O' snappin' pictures
 Cause I got the gift of gab like Blackalicious
 Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Tour stories, true stories (fellas on the grind)
 (We used to read about this never thought it'd be real)
 (Now we all in planes trains and automobiles)
 It's pandemonimum when Souls touch down
 Bus like the grey goose that shit is home for now
 Buzzed off the Grey Goose then the Patron come out
 Woods roll way loose and they flowin' around
 And Woods whole day booze when I'm patrollin' the crowd
 'Cause they can hold they booze and fo' sho goin' put out
 I used to stand in they shoes and hope to get out
 fools had to pay dues finally broke us some ground
 Now my toes'll touch ground, where the seasons is opposite
 I done folded some pounds I done folded some bassam yen
 From rockin' it yeah rockin' it
 And I'm back to rock again that's the best part about the shit
 Tour stories, (fellas on the grind) true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Tour stories, (fellas on the grind) true stories (fellas on the grind)
 (We used to read about this never thought it'd be real)
 (Now we all in planes trains and automobiles)
 Sweet for her cuz she made porn
 Orange Crush broke down and they sore Wow, stay torn
 Went from transport trans to Astro vans
 Never had no plans to Sambo man my fam won't flam
 Freaknik'n passed out in Amsterdam
 Sugar water got a mule kick em' back on land
 Uncle Ron played the guitar for forty years
 Said he never been around the world like us his eyes teared
 When we took the learjet before we got our ears wet
 All across the hemisphere and we ain't even there yet
 Clear net to the Tascam twenty minute set four mics intersect
 Tours heighten intellect
 Tour stories, (fellas on the grind) true stories (fellas on the grind)
 Tour stories, (fellas on the grind) true stories (fellas on the grind)
 (We used to read about this never thought it'd be real)
 (Now we all in planes trains and automobiles)
 Tour stories, true stories
 Tour stories, true stories
 Tour stories, true stories
 Tour stories, true stories
 Tour stories, true stories
 Tour stories, true stories