Project Pat
Project Pat - Smokin' Out lyrics
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Smokin out like Chief Wahoo hoo Chase it down with the liquor and brew brew Pass it round that's the way we do do Somebody get this dope cause I'm through through Roll up a blunt like light up the green Eyes red as fire I'm on promethazyne Roll up another one dipped in the sizzer Save it for later mane cause it wouldnt hizzer Soon as the thund-ah enters my lungs-ah I start gettin hungry wheres that balogna Crackers and cheese zuzus and whams Icy white honey bun ooohh there I am Go an light another one constantly smokin' Turn up a 45 drankin and chokin Start smokin weed real young with my peers So full of dope smoke comin out my ears Burnt fingernails aint made no sales Ya'll might be short an ounce or two on them scales To hell with that fool go an take a pull We cheefin all night and we stay gettin food You ask if Lord were a drug a drug Ay what drug would Lord be he be Yo Lord would be a pound of weed But no stems no sticks no seeds It's just because I believe-ah In cannabis se-teev-ah M-I-L-U-N-G-S I keep the sticky green-ah Puffahontis puff a peace pipe ridin on my peet-ah Whats my favorite flower its that marijuna leaf-ah I keep-ah O the F to O the R to D I be on the B-L the U-N-T I brew a cup of shrooms and break down the B-A-G ah Purple kush pretty bush Cheech n Chong in me-ah I'm the Scarecrow me in the Ville protecting acres Smokin tough to bong a swisher leaf just simply papers