Stan Ipcus - Clark Griswold lyrics

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Stan Ipcus - Clark Griswold lyrics

[Intro] Thank you thank you thank you It feels very nice to be back here Ippy Hendrix Let's go [Verse 1] Diapers and dope, eyes look like kaleidoscopes Ip's the pope of smoke, topless mommys blowing coke On a boat, somewhere off the coast, marshmallow roast On the beach, cash in envelopes, hash and Guinness floats Posted up, Rasheed Wallace, weed in the chalice Hippy dippy sh**, Ippy Dip, still the sh**, ask my kids Ask my wiz, they know what time it is Daddy Long Legs, Clark Grizz, on my grizz Getting cheese, no wiz Blow a jib, euro twist, show you how to roll it up Game in the smash, hundred dollar bills folded up In my front pocket, in the crib watching "Bottle Rocket" Kids sleeping in the next room, twisting up the chocolate Thai food and booze, wifey in the nude "Hey Jude" knocking off the bluetooth, how we do, play the booth One-take a new tune, swallow a shroom Watch cartoons, hit the balloon, sleep 'til noon, where's the poon Oh sh**, I forgot, I'm a dad, overswag Mommy's diaper bag cost a half, baby blow a stack It's all g, racks on racks on racks, clicky click Clark Grizzy Ippy Dippy still spitting crazy crack Cheah [Hook] Yeah, Daddy's in the building I'm back in the building Peace to both my children Let's get it f**ing popping Repeat 2x [Verse 2] Dope and diapers, sniper rifles on the roof To guard the God from all the girls that wanna scoop the kid and shoop That's my wife's doing, rock the Ewing jersey, Hershey Park Double stroller, kids wilin', cheese fries and Klondike bars We chilling cousin, Action Bronson G Pens on airplanes I told the bros my wife's friend is fair game Can't complain, slide through the Plains, memory lane Suicide doors on the Odyssey cuzzie rock with me What's poppin B, Ogden Ave. cookouts Seeds running in the sprinklers, fathers getting smoked out We keep it safe though, 8 to 1 ratio Of melons to sausage, you selling soft sh** come on bro This Clark Grizzy, peace to Hard Whizzy Rest In Peace to Biskit, Larry, and Wolfie and Grandma Sooky I got the greys in the beard now But still grab the microphone and air you Care Bear fairies out [Hook]