| Yeah. This that shit nigga that you smoke off. | |
| This the one | |
| The Medicine man. | |
| Oh yeah. Smoke | |
| One This the one nigga | |
| I know y'all flipping through this shit the | |
| CD and shit. | |
| This yo' chance right | |
| NA. Ya' know? | |
| Get all items that you need to get yo' mutha ****in blunt rolled nigga. | |
| Get ya' papers, what ever the ****, lighters. | |
| Y'all know what y'all need. | |
| Huh bra? This what | |
| I want y'all to do: [Chorus] | |
| Light something, burn something, smoke something, roll one. | |
| Light something, burn something, roll something, smoke one nigga. | |
| Light something, burn something, smoke something, roll one nigga. | |
| Light something, burn something, roll something, smoke one nigga [Mystikal talking] | |
| Man hit the mutha ****ing weed bra. | |
| You playin' wit' the mutha ****in' weed. | |
| Nigga make a roll back. | |
| Mouth to the nose, roll back. | |
| I smell smoke. | |
| Oh, say nigga when you roll the weed up do do do do at the doe. | |
| Hit this bitch. | |
| Mutha ****ing roll back. make sho' there ain't no sticks or stems. | |
| Put the fire in the wind, then forget about how you roll [Mystikal] | |
| Skinny at the end, fat in the middle, long as you smoking | |
| Don't worry about how the bitch look, gotta hold in it stick pocking out | |
| That ain't nothing pass that bitch, put ya finger over it hit it wit ya' mouth | |
| I bet it pull, hit this shit | |
| I betchu' get full | |
| I don't **** with that dry, that's good for yo' ass | |
| I told ya' that's fire | |
| Stick, aloud, expensive, light light green don't touch no brown | |
| Ya' can't stand up, ya' eyelids feel about 200 pounds | |
| Mouth dry as the ****, yeah this bitch hea' high as a duck | |
| Now get off the floe' | |
| Ready to leave, but can't go nowhere 'cause looks like ya' stuck | |
| You don't know what you pull so don't try this no me | |
| Stop that frontin', and if you can't handle it then give me my dope | |
| Nothing but bud, tastein' no seeds | |
| Swallow that shit, nigga you wastein' the weed | |
| You don't know what | |
| I got, nothing but dro' | |
| I'm to hold back y'all this about ten time | |
| I'm bout to start smokin' [Chorus] [Mystikal talking] | |
| Moving in slow motion, moving in slow motion, | |
| I got some more man. | |
| That bionic-chronic. | |
| Yeah nigga, this the smoking one. fa -sho. moving in slow motion, moving in slow motion. | |
| Boy just smoke something nigga. is y'all nigga gonna be waiting for another verse? | |
| And uhhhhh, how many mutha ****ing times | |
| Man, when is y'all gonna learn? | |
| This the smoke something man. | |
| Smoke something. | |
| Smoke something. | |
| Smoke something. | |
| Yes indeed. | |
| You ain't gotta know all that bra. | |
| Know what | |
| I'm talkin' about nigga? |