Uh uh uh
Everywhere I go (What happens)
People ask me (What, what)
Yo dealer, you smoke weed (No doubt)
And I just tell em` YEAH!
Two weeks later, they smokin` weed
That`s what I`m talkin` about
I ain`t here to tell you not to smoke weed
Everybody get high
I`m here to apply the pressure
You, you, you and you
You and you (Especially you)
Come down to the den
I got some shit that`ll blow ya mind
[Hook: B-Real]
Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
[Dave]
Yo, what up my nigga (Yeah, what up with your world)
Ain`t shit, just got off the cell with this girl (So far)
Yeah B you know what we about to do (What the hey)
Come on nigga puff it too, yeah right
[B-Real]
Honey draws bees like dookie draws flies
Just like the weed draws me to get high
Now I`m not tryin` to bend ya arm
I just want you to take a hit off the bong
That`s all (Just one hit man)
[Pos]
Come on cool it, I`m not foolish
Quit pullin` my leg baitin` me like cob
My name ain`t Craig and I ain`t lost my job
Don`t mind be odd from out the bunch
And y`all cornerin` me ain`t stoppin` me from doin` it
(If puffin` so bad, why everybody doin` it)
Man everybody doin` it (Yo come take a puff, style is real)
[B-Real]
Let it take ya whole style and feed it
(Go ahead with that man)
[Hook]
[B-Real]
I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
[Dave]
Come on
Y`all are actin` like this shit is supposed to raise me to the clouds
[B-Real]
Shit the clips we smokin` on would make Bob Marley proud
And he was one of the illest
[Dave]
Shit one of the illest ever
(He smoked mad trees and still remained clever
I guess ya right
[B-Real]
Ain`t no need to guess, put it to the test
Ask ya questions alphabetically
[Pos]
OK, hypothetically if I do take a hit
Do I necessarily have to be tastin` your spit
I mean shit I ain`t shared a straw since the fourth grade
[B-Real]
But don`t chu` know chick like to smoke and get laid
Don`t be a dunce it ain`t gonna hurt you once
Quit bein` a punk
Go ahead and hit the fuckin` blunt
[Dave]
But will it take a long time to recover
(Depends on the brother or sis who`s puffin`)
Hey stop that bluffin` like you givin` a survey
And let us serve the hay
And get yo mind alligned to the ways
[B-Real]
Of the master
[Pos]
Man I seen a cast a spell
To many brain cells and sane cells
A lead to fulfill wants and needs
I heard it`s like a gateway to doin` more than weed
