Playa give me some room when I'm out just chill And I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill I say dubious but Lucas when I puff on it I got some bucks on it, ain't enough on it Go get the S-U-I-D-E-S And nevertheless I'm out on fresh rolling joints like a cigarette So pass across the table like a ping pong I'm gone, beating my chest like King Kong It's a wrap, my lip is around a 40 And when it comes to getting honest I hug him Who's all kicking like Shinobi I got five on it, like a body that's khaki I got five on it, messing with that N-O-E I got five on it, still me sucking a thumb back I got five on it, partner let's go out for a second Whooo Whoooo No he ain't my homie to begin with It's the man he has to be proper, let my friend hear this Unless you pull out the fat trust fee A five dollar bill on the real before it hits the street Folks be havin' them bacchium lungs, *** dee *** dee *** I come to school with the tail on my earlobe I'm runnin' all the thick teeth and skis just a little They be blowin' up the land like where the bomb at Give me two bucks, take a puff and pass my bomb back Suck up the dink like a slurpee A serious bomber makin' fair go delirious like Eddie Murphy Whooo I got five on me, if you're forty let's get key I got five on me, messin' with that in a week I got five on me, still be stuck in the thumb back I got five on me, runnin' let's go half on the sack Five on me, like you're forty let's get key I got five on me, messin' with that in a week I got five on me, still be stuck in the thumb back I got five on me, runnin' let's go half on the sack I got five on me, still be stuck in the thumb back I got five on me, runnin' let's go half on the sack I got five on me, still be stuck in the thumb back I got five on me, runnin' let's go half on the sack I got five on me, still be stuck in the thumb back I got five on me, runnin' let's go half on the sack