P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess phillies, we roll big phillies (I get blunted my brother) P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess with phillies, we roll big (I wanna get my brother)
Suppress the bitch up in the Crown Vic's Spread her and put the greenery lips around it Gets around it niggas quit (Woah!) bitch look better than Whitney, lick her titties 'Cause niggas say the pussy be the
One puff'll turn your brain cells to rush, bound to fill your eyes up with the redness Suck her up, but there's a million just like her Even dykes try to fuck her in the cypher the lighter
the dick on the ass an', everybody cashin', blackin' Latino motherfuckers know they be Nigga whas' happenin'? You can keep them the dickey used to
Nicky Bone to top to dump the in My partners be askin' Mr. Y U K Why you stay high off the hash and be With a hundred gun and a hundred To the sto', they get To we get blunted as we get
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess with phillies, we roll big (I wanna get my brother) P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess with phillies, we big phillies (I get blunted my brother)
I takes my gat a phillie I don't need no quote Now boss player is how I like to blow my smoke I grab the cut the throat, jump to the back Of a building, top player, a little bits with a cup up of spit It me sick and upset when it's spit and silly Whenever you phillie, its all and wet
It matter, rich or po', I couldn't care less bro It when I'm out and let the motherfucker smoke no hoe I the bud mary tramps The one tried to shove the weed up the fifth Without up no cocker food stamps I they want it, but smokin' for free, I don't condone it Don't put crusty lips on it if you ain't got no chips on it
I spent a grip on it and the cuffs out here And if you floss out here, you take a loss out You're doin' too much in the cypher wit'cha Lighter, tryin' to flick big, if you ain't got no skits, you can't get hit
P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess phillies we roll big phillies (I get blunted my brother) P H the I the L the L the I the E the S We mess with phillies we roll big (I get blunted my brother)
How blunts do you blow on the daily? Many money I blow many, many, I plenty (Well, won't your black ass being stingy) I'm not (Well, where's that fiend?)
You better quit those beadys in my fo' hun one for the po one Nigga, don't you owe Act like ya one
No one it better, break it down with my thumbs (Fuck the zigzags, and stack your lungs, the runs) But no fund, no gas (Well, if a dummy has money) (He'll be a dumber dummy bin his ass money)
My blunt is my keeper cash money Blast money, stash money, the last money was Bombs, stick, green money Roll, but next time, put a little to the side (Hash money)
Hey I started smellin' weed and hella weed Then I sellin' weed Bitch be tellin' me, wanna smoke To catch Mozik a spellin' bee 'Cause I they ass under the table The hoes stable, pass me that cigarette or
I got that feelin' again, let's smoke acrylin' again, I said you willin' again, then we can walk the ceiling again I storms in like a mighty blast of Inhale, exhale, the rule my dome an' (Aah!)
High powered shit, that nigga down the road to roll the shit up man Man y'all need to quit this shit Nigga, you to smoke too, more than me here, hit this shit Man, you know do
around and smoke the sprayed up Nigga be up, walk around like zombies, minds never made up like ass hemp's and grime, cocky mouth Chap lips, fuckin' off all the poo If y'all gonna smoke I'll be the designated weed Call me Numboy, the motherfuckin' roller
But you gotta the window though me and the lads like Whoopi Goldberg in centerfolds Drink a lot like to think a lot Nigga I don't smoke no more I don't like the stank a lot
Nigga I'm drink a lot, smoke a lot too Fuck, how you gonna say that shit nigga if you be smokin' (Fuck y'all) And me (I wanna get my brother)
You know phillies, they give heart catch a nigga you nigga, shitty ass niggas (Fuck you nigga) Smell straight dookie