Alhambra

Gon' pour this wine in your memory (Yeah) Can I smoke this one for Phillip, please? They say my nigga gone, but, I think they lyin', I feel his energy When I'm gone, just remember me When I'm gone, just remember me When I'm gone, just remember me When I'm gone, gon' fill your glass up wit' Hennessy This might be the last time you see a G Might go get me a bodyguard I might smoke the whole ninety yards And leave the rest at your grave site So I never get stage fright Wit' all these people comin' out for me Forgive my words and you look out for me And on the way home, I, I drove by my old school I rolled me a tight joint, then popped me a cold boo Gon' sip this wine in your memory Can I smoke this one for Phillip, please? They say my nigga gone, but, I think they lyin', I feel his energy When I'm gone, remember me When I'm gone, remember me When I'm gone, remember me When I'm gone, I might just retire and move to Alhambra Fuck my old lady 'til I need to use Viagra Big nice cars, they'll make you drive faster In the long run, what does it really matter? So let that Remy be your remedy Find a girl half-Philippine, the other half straight nigga She got ass, then I ain't trippin' She could be a white girl Her momma have doubts in me Her daughter's always at my show Forget my words and she look out for me Ha, and on the way home, I, we stopped off at Santa Cruz I made me some new friends, then popped me a cold boo Gon' sip this wine in your memory Can I smoke this one for Phillip, please? They say my nigga gone, but, I feel his energy I might just retire and move to Alhambra Fuck my old lady, tell her I need to use Viagra Big nice cars, they'll help you drive faster But in the long run, what does it really matter? Uh --- Alhambra - Dom Kennedy