(Hey nigga, get your weed, get your blow)
(Get you drank together 'cause we 'bout to get hi-i-igh)
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring that dro and plenty P)
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring that dro and plenty P)
Nose all runny, find a snow bunny
Take her to the crib, make her drink cummy
I'm from the hood I ain't never did this
But now I can say that I done done it
Cocaine Blaine that's my dog
I called him up (yeah) to house this slut (yeah)
We gon' fuck her in the back of the bus (yeah)
And fill her nose up full of that dust (yeah)
Three 6 Mafia wild on tour (yeah)
Woopin' these niggas and fuckin' these whores (yeah)
In the bathroom 'bout two whole hours (yeah)
Gettin' real high passed out on the floor (yeah)
Fuck that shit niggas' on the frame (yeah)
Take 'em one-on-one back in the game (yeah)
Back on the street back on the strip (yeah)
Lookin' for a freak to run a train (yeah)
What you boys doin' with that weed
Where you boys goin' with that shit
Beggin' like a little kid
Give a homie a little bit
I ain't no shmo' yeah I smoke
Chiefin' on that endo' dope
Hypnotize better we make chedda'
All the haters hit the road (kill your self)
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring that dro and plenty P)
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring that dro and plenty P)
My nostrils so stopped up
I can't even smell no weed smoke
The green man he got locked up
So I better make the best out this dro
I sniff (sniff), I choke (choke) I'm really enjoyin' myself
It might seem like I'm sick
But that green man it got me out
I got a couple a chocolate thangs
I got me a couple a white things
I got me a couple a Chinese bitches
Their pussies really side ways
I got a bag zip locked
Filled to the drill with a pound in it
Me and Scarecrow gon' fuck these hoes
Mound that dro and we'll hit it
DJ Paul, that's my dog
We break down wall like King Kong
When any nigga' call my paddy Deron
We smoke some much call us Cheech and Chong
High as a bird, no, like a plane
It got me high, I'm feelin' it, man
Ain't no shame in my game
Give a boy that co-cocaine
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring dat dro and plenty P)
Half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack of some
(Bring dat dro and plenty P)
