Creep on in
See I'm riding high
Oh
Kinda broke the steam to yawn someone
I got fire
Player get me some brew I might just chill
But I'm the type that likes to light another joint like Cypress Hill
Still doobies like doobies since Puff on me
I got some bucks on it man it ain't enough
on it Go get the S the T I D E F Nevertheless I'm
rolling fresh rolling joints like a cigarette
So pass across the table like ping pong I'm
gone Eating my chest like King Kong
In song wrap my lips around a fogie When it comes another sogie
Fools all kicking like shinogi I do my homie to begin with
There's too many hands to be popping it up my thin head bit
Unless you pull out the fat crispy $5
bill on the real before it's history
Cause fools will have a vacuum love And
if you ever let free you'll have a dump
dump dump I came to school with a tailor on my elbow
A violin on the big teezer skeezers them weirdos
Got me going up the line like a bomb rack
Give me too much take a puff pass my bomb
back Suck up the dirt like a sluffy the serious
mind Will make a niki go delirious like Eddie
Murphy I got my own picture Maggie
Cause homies nag me take the dirt out of the baggie
I got five on it
*** your phone and let's get keyed I got five on it
Messing with the end of weed I got five on it
Stop me stuck I can't go back
I got five on it
Come on let's all have some ***
I take *** to the face whenever I can
Don't need no crutch I'm so keyed up the joint be butter my hand
Next time I roll it in a ham bun To
burn slow so the ashes won't be burning
up by hand bro Hoochies can hit but they know they can't
pinch ya And the roll up joint is longer than your
extension Cause I'll be damned if you get high off me
for free Hell no you better bring your own split G
What's up don't miss your back Better pass the joint
Stop hitting cause you know you got asthma
Crack the fogie open homie and guzzle it
Cause I know the weed in my system's catching lonely
I gotta take the weed instead of my pill I
know I feel cause the smoke make you weak bro
And every time we'll be crisp that we'll be rolling up a fatty
But the tango race is straight hash
I got five on it
*** your phone and let's get keyed
I got five on it
Messing with the end of weed
I got five on it Stop me stuck I can't go back
Hey
make this right mate Stop the delight mate
My yesterday thing got me hung off the night train
You fade out face so let's head to the east
We can stroll in the night and we can grow
high cheese
I wish I could fade the eight but I'm the
budget Still rolling the two don't cut the same
a bucket
Foggy windows soggy andos
I'm in the land getting smoked with my king puffin
smoke And it's spraying and down up in the K in
town Homies don't play around we don't play on
pound The E's up speed up pull up the E's so drink
the beer So we up to the lemon squeezer
And everybody's roller I'm the roller
That's quick to pull the third aisle up
to stick your dolce out Hold up suck up my weed it's on the kick and
feel Cause where I be we need to have like a pop
suit I got five on it
*** your phone and let's get keyed I got five on it
Messing with the end of weed I got five on it
Stop me stuck I can't go back
I got five on it
Come on let's all have the sack