Wrap Sumden'

CHORUS

Hey yo this is no lie-i-i

me and my niggaz gettin' high-i-i

yo if you look up in the sky-i-i

you might see us floatin' by-i-i

You see biggie be like whats beef?

me i'm like whats weed

weed is actually a medicine 4 me

you know every 4 hours like a prescription i smoke

and i'm thankin' my reefer chiefer for making me choke

i'm like one of those half baked thugz

i'm in love

then after that roll cool J's i need bud

cuz i still piss stems

and still shit seeds

i spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed

Wrap Sumden' always

i smoke more than cheech and chong

my best friends a bong and my homie's is smoka's only

i know one day i'm gon' stop

but that'll be the day that my seeds don't pop

you see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick

but on the other hand, soon as i'm sober

i forget

shit, i'm still stuck at point A ya dig?

and my momma think that i should quit

CHORUS 2X

Yeah i get high

you might see me stroll by

in the bob marley tie-dye

with the red eye

i'm sick now

i think i'm catching glacoma

standin' on the corner looking for weed donars

you know how we do it kid

we get that good herb and swerve

till the gas run out

the way we smokes absured

That's my word, Wrap somethin'

make a nigga clap somethin'

get all mad and slap somethin'

Yo grab the towel cover the smoke alarms and doors

see i smoke alone i need grass like lawn mowers

see it's dutch time, roll up it's clutch time

when i burn mine

dont you ever ever touch mine

Fire'it up dawg

but watch out for 5-0

eyes low

from pinny hynny and hydro

fuck a bitch and some clothes

i gotta get rich go platinum

do some shows

and get blowed

CHORUS 2X

All i know

is money makin' hoes and smokin' endo

if i wasn't high i'd probly know a lil' more

but since i dont some might consider me slow

dont worry though

i keep the pants sag

double ? hands ?

Eye's flash

smoke filled from the hash

chokin' after that but don't lt the blunt past me

what we doin' today? same shit we did last week

wake up in the morning and yawn, and roll up

bag up and make some runs and roll up

5-0 behind me my nigga so hold up

ok made a left you continue to roll up

dont get me wrong police

yo, i stop for them

but guaranteed, when they leave

i'll be smokin' again

catch my second win and start in on my next bag

the type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab

CHORUS till fade