Bonus
P-Thoro Lyrics
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Can you roll up for me and you roll up
Can you roll up for me and you just roll up
Aye roll up
Hey roll up how much weed we smoking
She wore that lil dress so I can see that thang poking
Fuck them washed up niggas let em soak in
They don't want no smoke they'll choke
I'm hanging with the peasants tell the rich to hang my coat
Dogs on guard just like St. bernards we facing hard
Just leave the lid off the mason jar
I'm talking to my pops how his plans came apart
It wasn't suppose to be like it be like this
I got a plan to rewrite this and rewrite this
Talking to a baddy and I'm so confident
How you don't want me to fuck but yo panties look rinsed
I feel like big tay these hoes ain't making no sense
They tried to box me in but my dogs jump fence
Watch all these niggas act hard
And get to shivering when you end up in they backyard
I know it's a bad day if Terrence ain't smiling
I know to get the strap if that nigga Duane wiling
It's a regular if Dezmund get to clowning
I need take them on a private island private pilot
Mimosa made by my baby mama
Big black bitch getting fucked like she from wakanda
Fat nigga but I fuck her like a athlete
Then it's back to making plays on the backstreet
Didn't get her number but don't let yo bitch @ me
Might have to call an audible and let yo bitch sack me
If it ain't about the commas then subtract me
Weed hitting so hard that it crack teeth
Roll up
Roll up
Can you roll up for me and you just roll up
Aye roll up roll up
Can you roll up for me and you just roll up
Smoke so much
Like you smoke so much weed like
You smoke it everyday like that shit don't get boring
I smoke because I fucking like it
I like weed I like being high as fuck ok
The shit is fucking fun
Then some people answer the question and try to be poetic and shit
I smoke to escape the harsh realities of this cruel world
Fuck that I'm trying to be high then a motherfucking kite
Thats why I smoke my nigga thats why I smoke
In "Bonus" by P-Thoro, the lyrics portray a carefree and confident attitude towards smoking weed and indulging in the pleasures of getting high. The song begins with a request to "roll up," emphasizing the act of rolling a joint. The repetition of this phrase sets the tone of relaxation and enjoyment. The lyrics also mention the image of a woman in a revealing dress, implying a hedonistic and sensual atmosphere.
As the song progresses, P-Thoro boasts about his lifestyle and associations, contrasting himself with "washed up niggas" and asserting his dominance. He describes engaging with women who are willing to please and satisfy his desires. The imagery of hanging out with "peasants" while commanding the rich to attend to his needs suggests a sense of entitlement and power dynamics at play.
Further on, the lyrics delve into personal reflections and intimate conversations with family members. P-Thoro expresses frustration about his father's failed plans and his own ambition to rewrite his circumstances. The juxtaposition of intimate moments with family and the pursuit of pleasure and confidence in interactions with women showcase the complexities of his character.
Additionally, the lyrics touch upon themes of loyalty and readiness for confrontation. P-Thoro mentions specific individuals and scenarios that indicate a sense of vigilance and preparedness for any challenges that may arise. The references to privacy, indulgence, and assertiveness in interactions reveal a multifaceted personality that seeks pleasure, escape, and empowerment through smoking weed and navigating the complexities of everyday life.
Line by Line Meaning
Aye roll up
Hey, can you prepare a joint for us to smoke?
Can you roll up for me and you roll up
Can you roll a joint for yourself and me?
Can you roll up for me and you just roll up
Can you roll a joint for yourself and just smoke it?
Hey roll up how much weed we smoking
Hey, how much weed do you want to smoke?
She wore that lil dress so I can see that thang poking
She wore a revealing dress to show off her assets
Fuck them washed up niggas let em soak in
Ignore those irrelevant people and let them fade away
They don't want no smoke they'll choke
They can't handle conflict, they'll back down
All these front row bitches want it in there throat
These ladies are eager for sexual pleasure
I'm hanging with the peasants tell the rich to hang my coat
I prefer the company of ordinary people, tell the wealthy to take my coat
Dogs on guard just like St. bernards we facing hard
We are vigilant and prepared for tough situations
Just leave the lid off the mason jar
Keep the container open for easy access
I'm talking to my pops how his plans came apart
Having a conversation with my father about his failed plans
It wasn't suppose to be like it be like this
This situation was not meant to turn out this way
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Written by: Sean Smith
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