Weed Song
Title | Weed Song |
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Artist | Bizzy Bone |
Album | The Beginning and the End |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Bizzy Bone] You know we gotta have a weed song! Ooh Well they always got a weed song, luv it when my families high/ I know a few of you got issues cuz evils been out to get you/ Keep the family tight/ Light up the reefah for a stay over, family ties/ When i die we gon make some dolla dollas/ Well enough to holla holla/ Been smokin marijuana wit my bitchez/ Smokin marijuana wita my mama mama/ Livin off cleveland ??? for life/ Livin off weed and vibes/ Straight ??? niggas/ Wit seasoned and stress givin em chop ya ???/ Hey, Dont put it on me dont put it on me, look at me, im high/ I got some money i can let the shit dry/ If its sticky then its sticky oooh i/ Sore eyes, she gets me let me see it up under the bar/ [Chorus] Get Money!, Pass the reefer smoke it too Its Lovely!, Wake up the 1st thing that i do Get Money!, and spread it all amongst my crew Oooooooooh Get Money!, Pass the reefer smoke it too Its Lovely!, Wake up the 1st thing that i do Get Money!, Get Money!, Get Money! Get Money!, Get Money! You might also like[Prince Rasu] Scavangers watch me all times, when i won't feel like a million bucks/ They say ??? fuck wit me, i tie ya children up/ Reguardless of courtcases and they charges/ Im bumpin off hennessey nautious, ridin shotty in hot impalas/ Rock a jersey, dippin like a derby, gets up ya style/ Freak ill black em out laced wit the flame james brown/ Sippin on cuppacino, like carlito and gambino/ Schemin on a freedo big chips to whip benzino/ Challenge i say no, obstacles gon have to get hurtled/ Baby im out to collar for dollaz, niggas i hurt you/ Won't reimburse you, except wit shots that'll hurt you/ Glocks that'll murk you, shoulda never crept after curfew/ Im untouchable, similar to scarface/ ??? of pacino be in yo kilos like star space/ Enterprise on a mission to go, where no man has gone b'fo'/ Wit clean getaways to mexico/ Plush rides, cuban carrots i gota find/ Life is a gamble, roll the dice, they never lie/ My niggas high, splittin vegas smokin incredible/ Sweakin like earl manigo baby its understandable/ Im droppin techs, fresh out the joint and still on a short chain/ Nigga when im off ima purchase a pound n blow my brain/ [Capo Confuscious] Addicted Pothead, consumin pounds of sticky, pass it around/ Have the entire crowd lifted like cheech and chong/ Up in smoke, blown away, gazin trippin off shroomies/ Hallucinatin amongst ??? settle for goofy ass/ Ever since then drug substance straight blaze the weed/ Contemplate money schemes, currency value increase/ Gorillas get sorted when they see a brother flossin his brand new lexo land cruiser/ And they still leasin a 2 door honda accord (oh lord)/ Resident neighbours scared, terrorise the suburbs/ Freaky parties in til 5 o clock in the mornin, early crack of dawn/ Kick every bitch out my house, say pussy come pussy go/ Spend quality time, faithful to mary jane/ Lifted always stay high/ Soon as my chronic supply run low/ Back to the weed spot purchase sum mo, lets go/ [Chorus] Get Money!, Pass the reefer smoke it too Its Lovely!, Wake up the 1st thing that i do Get Money!, and spread it all amongst my crew Oooooooooh Get Money!, Pass the reefer smoke it too Its Lovely!, Wake up the 1st thing that i do Get Money!, Get Money!, Get Money! Get Money!, Get Money! |