Snoop Dogg - Smoking smoking Weed (+ lyrics)

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  • čas přidán 4. 10. 2011
  • Lyrics:
    Smokin Smokin Weed
    Havin a party (Bring the weed)
    I'ma invite her
    I got my lighter (Got a blunt)
    I'm gettin higher
    Smokin smokin weed
    [Snoop:]
    Jumped out my bed and I head downstairs
    Wiped the boogers out my eyes
    Put some braids in my hair
    Grabbed my favorite toothbrush
    And then some crest
    Rinse my mouth out
    Now I'm ready for the rest
    Break it down, roll it up
    Pass if you had enough
    You with the big boss dogg
    So gon and puff puff
    Real talk
    Can u still walk
    Have a seat
    Have a drink
    Now rest your feet
    See that's the problem
    You think that you can go with me
    Smokin cest your whole life
    Now you wanna blow wit me
    Go to the store with me
    And get some swishy sweet
    And grab a bite to eat
    Before you fall out
    I'ma ball out
    And everday
    We gon smoke until we all out
    And that's a promise cuz
    We got the bombest bud
    And you can ask Ray J
    He know what time it was
    (Smokin smokin weed)
    In the cadillac
    With my head back
    Feelin real good
    Cuz it's like that
    Another 20 sac
    We got plenty that
    We keep doin that
    Smokin smokin weed
    (la la la la la la la...)
    Smokin on these trees
    keeps me at ease
    With these
    Crazy things I see
    Smokin on these trees
    keeps me iit seems
    And I dont just where I'd be
    Smokin Weed!
    [Chorus:]
    Smokin Smokin Weed
    Havin a party (Bring the weed)
    I'ma invite her
    I got my lighter (Got a blunt)
    I'm gettin higher
    Wish you would pass it (guess i'll wait)
    I'm right beside her
    I got an ashtray (at my place)
    Where did my pipe go?
    [Shortymack:]
    So what you got nigga? (knockout)
    I got the cush and the yerp
    Packaged in Ps to keep the feds of my chirp
    Uhh cuz my nerves on alert
    Paranoid like your boy cookin up the work
    (Smokin smokin weed)
    Look pimpin I aint touchin that dirt
    I aint smokin that shit
    It make your whole head hurt
    I got the card for the cataract
    Doctor say it's legal
    To twist up green
    Call it Philadel eagle (shortymack)
    Knockout pays me my check
    Silver haze blowin out the lambourghini air vents
    I got the blunts and a pound of leaves
    I been the purp man plus I got that OG
    [Ray J:]
    (I wanna)
    Roll it, roll it
    Twist that, twist that
    (I wanna)
    Fire it up
    Then get that, get that
    (I wanna)
    Pass it around
    Get bent back bent back
    Give it back to me!
    [Chorus]
    [Slim Thug:]
    (Slim Thugga Muh Fugga)
    Blaze in the bush of that cush
    You gotta pull hard then push
    I blow dro but to each his own
    And I keep shit fit like Cheech and Chong
    We can be outta town
    We can be at home
    I keep a good connect for that Cali grown
    Weed so strong you can smell it through the sac
    Its in the backpack in the trunk of the 'lac
    It's a buck that's a fact
    Won't accept nothin less
    So you can smoke alone
    On your sack of stress (yes)
    Pass the cush
    Lemme hit that next
    Slim thugga muh fugga
    I smoke the best
    [Chorus]
    ha ha it's your boy Ray J
    you know what? I'ma roll up one right now
    And celebrate a lil bit
    You know Raydiation in stores right now
    Yall go get it
    Shortymack comin real soon
    It's about to get ugly

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