[Intro: Kankick &
Dr. Oop
]
Yeah (
Good music, music
)
Droop lover
(Good food, goo
d weed, good women, good music
)
Black love radiation goin' on (
Music, music
)
Kankick, we bout to do this
For all my real folks (
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
)
Celebratin’ with ya families,
livin’ ya life (Good food, good weed, good women, good music
)
In real, reality
Finer things
[Verse 1: Kankick]
Yo, mama didn't raise no jacker
Gun packer, nor a slack-jawed jokel or a slacker
See 'cause all the things I became never remain my soul aim
Had money and fame before I tamed the rap game
I hustled and shit, but never was rich
And never gave an inch to a gold digging (Hooch)
My family ain't rich, no, I got no rich people
And I associate wealthy folks with global evil and greed
Happiness and wealth is not equal
I still be eating waffles up at Roscoe's on Pico with butter
And kickin' where niggas is like brothers
Not because they got big names like Scatman Crothers
Or Arnold Schwarzenegger, I flex rebel behavior
One man's trash is another man's savior
I'm here to show ‘em
So this performance will be defining, like Jack in The Shining
The finer things in life c’mon
[Chorus: Kankick&
Dr. Oop
]
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, c'mon!
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, life
[Verse 2: Kankick]
You know what?
I like to grab the mic with my black love Noogas
And make the onlookers say "Good-googa-mooga”
I’d rather bone ugly sugar, than pay a hooker
And I go for family women, weed smokers, good cookers
And I don't buy dames no diamonds, she would know how I feel
It's revealed when I'm rhymin'
And puttin’ time in puffin’
purple heroin
sonny island
Pilin’ money doing dodge art and low profiling, all the while
And when it comes to fashion it ain't price but style
'Cause any fool with loot could buy the same suit
Get knocked atop the docks wearin' cheap shit
That all the ghetto babies can afford once they peep it
You see it ain't about clubs
A true Mac can Mac butt naked
To all my real brothers never fake it
I've never seen Twista
I’d like to get twisted brother and then we switch careers like Twisted Sister
[Chorus: Kankick&
Dr. Oop
]
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, c'mon!
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, life
[Verse 3: Kankick]
Word, I'm just tryna make snaps so I can treat folks and be good
Keep constant chronic and
buy a big black Fleetwood
And have myself a family, brought myself a plant or three
Stop and see the homies when I'm rolling past
Gramercy
Prolly sport Dickies, will still sag
Never fucked with no fag, but don't gay bash
Stay in tune with the Creator, better now than later
'Cause some wait till too late and wish they lived greater
But me I live righteous right here and right now
And drop freestyles to make the whole cypher foul
And fans of you money-crazed rappers across the land
I'ma translate for you, so y'all can understand
If I grab the mic and bust and they say "Go Droopie!"
It's like I bought a Polo or a brand new Coogi
Or if somebody tell me that my record rock the underground party
It's like struttin' around in Versace, now watch me
Enjoy life without being flossy and flamboyant as the finer things become clairvoyant to ya
[Chorus: Kankick&
Dr. Oop
]
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, c'mon!
Good food, good weed, good women, good music
(Life, life, life, life)
Those are the finer things in life to me
The finer things in life, c'mon!
