Weedman (Album Version) Bone thugs-n-harmony
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Letra da música "Weedman (Album Version)"
Keep smokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman), I'm the weedman)/ Keep on chokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman; Yeah boi, wear corduroy)/ I've gotta keep on smokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman)/ Keep on chokin (I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman; Yeah boi, 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 burb/ It'll switch your nerves, and I'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.d-ah D.d-ah/ Past overdose comatose, see a see a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper/ Roll it up, sellin my kin folk and the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo/ And you can hook it up, need no friends though/ See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low/ We can get smoked
(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 Alize, and Isle iced tea (Iced Tea)/ A little Bambazini and some Hennessey/ The stuff that keeps you toe-up (Toe-up)/ Now tell me are you high enough?
Remember forever addicted, get it twisted/ It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, 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, aiyyo, 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/ There bumpin my jam, guess who I see?/ Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed/ We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie (Krayzie) Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony (Hahah)/ Righteous when I spike the punch (Spike the punch)/ My people's gonna drink it up
You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left (You know)/ You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left (You gotta bring it on)/ You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left (Oooh)/ You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left
compositores da letra: BRYON MCCANE, C. COOK, S. BROWN, S. RILEY, TIM MIDDLETON, Unknown Splits, V. DAVIS
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