Weedman
Bone Thugs N Harmony
Keep smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Gotta keep on smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da done hit my 'burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of bourb', it'll switch your nerves, and you'll get to swervin'
Burnin' in my Benz, and I'm here
Nigga, don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin'
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin' up, so I'll be runnin', and rappin's my hobby
When I'm smokin', I'm workin', and I'm hurtin'-hurtin'
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me p-o-d-dah, d-dah
Past overdose, comatose, see ya
See a bunch of sticky creeper-creeper
Roll it up, sellin' my kinfolk
At the end of the world, I'll have the indo (indo)
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little BB gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked
Keep smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Gotta keep on smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
(Hey) about to curb serve over phat tracks
Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at
Somebody said: Damn, where's the drinks?
It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink
We got Alizé, Long Isle Iced Tea
A little Bambazini and some Hennessy
The stuff that keeps you tore-up
Now tell me: Are you high enough?
Keep smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Gotta keep on smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Remember, forever addicted, get it twisted
It's that mystic rip and Guinness, hit it
Singin' my business lately, got me ready to kick it
But dig it, my hydro high got me thinkin': Die, die, die
Twenty twin-twin, then again, no crime in a dime
Well, did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful
My mayo, ay yo, stay away, or come and get split a wig, insane, oh
Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all
Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught
The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat
I'm dancin' with my peoples I've been tryin' to see
They're bumpin' my jam, guess who I see?
Comin' to hype the party with some indo 'tweed
We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie
Layzie, Wish and Flesh, Thugs-N-Harmony
Righteous when I spike the punch
My people's gonna drink it up
Keep smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
Gotta keep on smokin'
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman (keep on chokin'), I'm the weedman
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman
Yeah, boy, wear corduroy
You gotta puff-puff-give, and pass it to the left (you know)
You gotta puff-puff-give, and pass it to the left (oh, whoa, oh)
You gotta puff-puff-give, and pass it to the left (oh)