The Weed Song Songtext
von Bizzy Bone
The Weed Song Songtext
If we smokin′ and
If yeah we chockin'
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that′s how we roll
And we smokin' again, gain
We tockin' it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed′s on
Yeah, we smokin' again, like in 07
Remember the crack′o'weed balls
Swear with the hopeless again
I′m with my trojan again
My heart is souring again
Can't be my peep up
Came and got focuse again
I think we focused on friends
I mind my business, I got my pro′lems with my reefah
Somebody to chill with
Marry and penny butty
Baby, I love it, I'm puffin', I′m on somethin′
Cheeba in my humus, got a capsule full of gandja
And it's sticky icky scratch us and we love to take a puffer
Feel a number, get the rush in
Crush that cush, the butter′s link
The butter's six shout at the butter′s link
If we smokin' and
If yeah we chockin′
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that's how we roll
And we smokin' again, gain
We tockin′ it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed's on
I′m in a crush, don't you, I need a crush, call to
12 cars and certainly 13 if I rush
We smokin′ cushion off the cush, this lookin' so good on paper
As for my whole haters, y′all can get the old gangsta
Please don't be long, sega, play me on that minivega
Smokes cookie what took you to the gas chamber
Gas mask, gas chamber, you're friendly with the weed man
Back behind the medical, taking a start at all the weedish man
Wrong chugs, rocking? loyal to the truth, and
Stupid to a real man
So this chocolate top, we gettin′ floppy
Hit the club, hit the bar, hit the sky
And then we gettin′
If we smokin' and
If yeah we chockin′
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that's how we roll
And we smokin′ again, gain
We tockin' it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed's on
If yeah we chockin'
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that′s how we roll
And we smokin' again, gain
We tockin' it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed′s on
Yeah, we smokin' again, like in 07
Remember the crack′o'weed balls
Swear with the hopeless again
I′m with my trojan again
My heart is souring again
Can't be my peep up
Came and got focuse again
I think we focused on friends
I mind my business, I got my pro′lems with my reefah
Somebody to chill with
Marry and penny butty
Baby, I love it, I'm puffin', I′m on somethin′
Cheeba in my humus, got a capsule full of gandja
And it's sticky icky scratch us and we love to take a puffer
Feel a number, get the rush in
Crush that cush, the butter′s link
The butter's six shout at the butter′s link
If we smokin' and
If yeah we chockin′
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that's how we roll
And we smokin' again, gain
We tockin′ it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed's on
I′m in a crush, don't you, I need a crush, call to
12 cars and certainly 13 if I rush
We smokin′ cushion off the cush, this lookin' so good on paper
As for my whole haters, y′all can get the old gangsta
Please don't be long, sega, play me on that minivega
Smokes cookie what took you to the gas chamber
Gas mask, gas chamber, you're friendly with the weed man
Back behind the medical, taking a start at all the weedish man
Wrong chugs, rocking? loyal to the truth, and
Stupid to a real man
So this chocolate top, we gettin′ floppy
Hit the club, hit the bar, hit the sky
And then we gettin′
If we smokin' and
If yeah we chockin′
And if please stay open, my friend
Cause that's how we roll
And we smokin′ again, gain
We tockin' it in
And you know that it is
It′s just my weed's on
Writer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Anthony Henderson, Tim Middleton, Bryon Mccane, Stanley Howse, Flesh-n-bone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com