[Devin] 

Boog, weed, sess, skunk, pine, k, reefer, dank 

Sell ya boy a plump dime 

Killa, herb, grass, coffee, pot 

We gotta get some mo' because this O is all we got 

Smokin' everyday I can't let go 

Rollin' perfect Sweets, I mean perfecto 

Neighbours they say they smell this shit from next do' 

And they keep me outa they house because they know I'ma fiend 

Last month I pawned 17 sewing machines 

Took the money to my Mexican patner his names Malito 

(What's up wetback? [- ?spanish?] 

We go way back, we'd lay back in his crib and get drunk 

He always keeps some sess, but see sometimes he get's skunk 

And he calls me when he get it, cus he know I'm wit it 

And he tell me that's it's good but I'll believe it when I hit it 

I'll show up with a cigar and then he bring out this bong 

And before we get high we start singin' this song 



[Hook] 

Love the good motha 

Muy bien marijuana 

Love the good reefa 

Cannabis sativa 

Love the good motha 

Muy bien marijuana 

Love the good reefa 

Cannabis sativa (cheeba cheeba) 



Smokin' weed really ain't nothin' to brag about 

Unless ya got friends like mine, look at this big bag I got 

Straight from Jamaica from that nigga Naughty Dread 

He got some shit with just one hit I bet yo' eyes get red 

And he call his weed cali, smoke it in the chalis 

"Take ya shoes off boy and try not to be careless" 

We be jammin' to the reggae music feelin' every note 

Both of our heads boppin' while we eatin' curried goat and he say 

"Hey mon, pass dat motherfucka dis way mon" 

I'm blowed, he blowed, we high 

He got pounds of weed in the other room, knee high 

And my nigga ain't greedy, he gives to the needy 

He put me down with weed and I hook him up with beaties 

We be trippin' off people who think weed makes you forget 

But you was...uh..shit 



[Hook] 



Niggaz smokin' sweets, dimes, ounces to quarters 

We pass the sess around in chronological order 

But when ain't nobody got no weed shit seems to be hopeless 

I know an old school weed smoker named Keofris 

He always keep killa cus all he do is roll jokers 

It's good for his cataracts and help him stay focused 

He say him and a couple of his friends back in the game 

They used to sing R & B the shoopdey doowop thing 

They had bowl cuts they eyes tight lookin' like Chinamen 

They had to switch up and change they name every now and then 

Finally tried to be theyself but people wouldn't accept it 

Shit started gettin' strange so they say fuck it and left it 

He said, "Boy whatever ya do just keep goin' 

If weed helps ya with the music keep the Sweets blowin' 

One day you'll get some money, you can buy me some teeth 

I wanna see ya make it boy, ya kinda remind me of me 

Cus I love the reefer" Huh? What'd you say? "Cheeba cheeba" 



[Hook x2: Overlaps last bar] 



[Devin talking over hook] 

Pops you out 

Aw yeah, this for the, for the OG's who used to listen to The Ojays 

Shit, hell this even for the BG's 



[Devin sings hook in little Mexican voice til fade]