Rol 'em up, rollem up rollem up.....

 I need some herbs and spices,
 So I can feel nices,
 The breeze, coolin like a summertree.
 Cuz it's the I-C-E and you know I got the feel it.
 I score it, and I ain't gotta steal it.
 So brang on the sack that's phat,
 Ya know
 I love my is izm and the 1.5,
 Cuz I get 'em.
 Everytime I get a little hit of tha hummm
 The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
 Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
 And I need to get it quick cause it's callin me.
 Come and roll me up please I-C-E,
 Light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
 You know I smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
 Gong - diddlee bong, once again you know it's on - huh,
 You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
 Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

 You see everytime I wake up, I got to clear my head,
 But I clear it with ?ess, cause it goes with my dreds.
 And I can't stand to run out, cause if you do I get illy,
 Never get silly, so pass me the philly.
 Blunt, and no I dn't front like Zero,
 Who wears a chronic hat but always says no,
 But I say yes, and I get it off my chest.
 Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and I hit the phunky ?ess,
 Check it, you ain't gotta test it,
 It's the mad bomb and I've already blessed it.
 Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do,
 When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through.
 I ain't tryin to front, cause I'm gettin' what I want.
 Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
 Yeh, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
 Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

 Roll 'em up the hooty mac, that what I said
 Now tell me how you feelin'.
 Don't it feel good enought to jump and touch the ceiling.
 It's on, It's on, I feel it comin on.
 It's good to the bone, cause the buzz is real strong.
 Even though I can not stand it, but I recomment it,
 Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it.
 You know that twenty dollars that yo've saved
 Throughout the week,
 If you're a non smoker, then please don't try to speak.
 The plan, the plan ya know I've got a plan,
 Squirrels go thte goods, now tell me whos the man.
 But not really the man that you call when you want it,
 Ya know I stay legit, and I've got to stay up on it.
 On and On You geve me a Ho....
 And what I want to do, then I'll let you know.
 You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
 Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it