Ayo, I got a slight I smoke weed too much Knees buckle the fuck up when I'm splittin' my Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin' for It's just E Doubl-E, Murray, and me It cost twenty if down with it Ayo son I ride around with my hooptie To ride around Cause I be feignin' for that I smoke the good sh, save the backyard boogie for all And I be, smokin' up the hotel Between mo' sheets the Isleys, I'm high G I'm holdin' it down for the K, blaze, you to get bluhh politely (Hit the if you're riding around gettin' blitz) Ask me if I love the rap game, I, I'm it I can do what the ow fuck I feel is real Blaze the poot with D. Don and tell uh to get the
I smoke on and on on, ya stop I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya stop To all my dogs, all my real pals Who smokin', get the fuck ow I smoke on and on on, ya stop I'm gettin' mad fucked up and ya don't To all my dogs, all my real pals Who ain't smokin', get the ow
I love tokin', blackin' out like Tame in the open Of course I got the raw dog no to stick your nose in you a straight up shotgun when we was smokin' Froze you so fast, you it like Madonna Vogue-in Aw! I got the sh to get your click high We can get high, but act funny and whip out And they gon' whip out, and notes like Michel'le Cause you tried to jump the cipher and it goes
I smoke on and on on, ya stop I'm mad fucked up and ya don't stop To all my real dogs, all my real Who ain't smokin', get the ow I smoke on and on on, ya stop I'm mad fucked up and ya don't stop To all my real dogs, all my pals Who smokin', get the fuck ow Buddah, smoke Buddah