[ CHORUS (2X) ]
Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a fat-ass dime
[ Devin ]
Fuck a blunt, just roll a nice fat square
Put some fire to the end and put that bitch in the air
Hell, I`m glad I got my weed, it damn near took me a hour
I was creepin down Belfort, a fuckin train on [Street Name]
Got a 40oz from Atco right across from Chateau
Went up the street a little piece and purchased me a fat hoe
Hit 610, steady checkin my weed
Separatin the buds from the stems and seeds
I got that shit to get you higher than a rocket
Bitch, I got a sack, put that nick` back in your pocket
And sample some of this, inhale it up through your nose
Take another good pull and watch your lungs explode
( *inhales * ...that ain`t no punk)
Bitch, I mix my shit together, hoe, that`s Red House skunk
Put that Odd Squad tape in the deck while I`m boomin it
Nosy neighbors lookin but, bitch, all I`m doin is
[ CHORUS ]
[ Jugg Mugg ]
Oh yeah, we`re smokin that weed and always feelin fine
We like to drink the brew and plus the boom`s for unwind
But speakin of herb, nigga, let`s get us another sack
Let`s get a fat dime, man, we go half on the zig-zags
I love the cheeba and I might just be an addict
I`m rollin through the hood causin all the fuckin static
A tight-eyed hoodlum, that`s what your parents call me
A victim of a bastard child, my mother spoiled me
Muthafuckas say: you shouldn`t do drugs
But weed is not a drug, it massages my Jugg Mugg
Besides, the shit, it really does me no harm
It`s better than me havin needle marks in my arms
So I`ma keep puffin and slurpin on a brew
And if you don`t like what I`m sayin, I roll you up and smoke you
And get so high, so high that I can reach up to the ceiling
And then I`m in the mood for some of that sexual healing
But just remember, it`s really not what you do, it`s how you do it
Cause y`all can smoke the mo`s but all these niggas here doin is
Just
[ CHORUS ]
[ Devin ]
Yeah bitch, I smoke but hoe, I don`t geek
Two tight fat dimes usually last me a week
You got these fiends smokin crack with they head goin in circles
But I`ma smoke my weed until my lips turn purple
I take a square to work, I guess that`s why I`m always late
Couple of hits, that`s all I take, save it for my break
And after that I clock out, I get home, I get high
Smoke my weed and drink my brew, so that my mouth don`t get dry
I get blowed, bitch, I`m not afraid to admit
Off that weed, yes indeed, better believe I keeps the good shit
