Damn, I love weed

[Smooth B]

High as a mofo right now. Sometimes I think keeping illegal brings us cool cats together on Icmag. Peace Bros. Comments welcome.

Caution... the following lyrics are only intended for mature adults. LOL

"Let's Get High"
(feat. Kurupt, Hittman & Ms. Roq)

[all together]
All these niggaz and all these hoes in here
Somebody here gon' fuck! [repeat 4X]

[Hittman]
Talkin that, walkin that, spittin at hoes
Smokin this, drinkin that, hittin at hoes
Fuck this I'm hittin that I'm hittin em both
Have one ridin dick, one lickin my toes
When I'm lovin these hoes there ain't no love involved
No hugs, no kisses, bear rugs, bear britches
Rare bitches like to pose in them Black Tail pictures
Bitch jumped off my dick, "Is that Dre over there?"

[Dr. Dre]
Yeah -- I just took some Ecstasy
Ain't no tellin what the side effects could be
All these fine bitches equal sex to me
plus I got this bad bitch layin next to me
No doubt, sit back on the couch
Pants down, rubber on, set to turn that ass out
Laid the bitch out, then I put it in her mouth
Pulled out, nutted on a towel and passed out

[Kurupt]
Come on let's get high (hiiiiigh..)
let's get high (hiiiiigh..)
Come on let's get high (hiiiiigh..)
let's get high, all my ladies
let's get high (hiiiiigh..)
high (hiiiiigh..)
Let's get high (hiiiiigh..)
Come on let's get high

I make the four hop [hydraulic sound] pull up at the spot
Weed by the barrels in my G'd up apparel
Stompin in the party, Kurupt, Young Gotti
I'm fuckin somethin in this bitch, hit em with some gangsta shit
Put somethin in your mouth bitch real tasty
I'm lookin real sauce in my gangsta-ass Casey's
Hit the party, ease up, Kurupt with an ounce an'
got all the hoes in this motherfucker bouncin [hydraulics]
Down to..

YO WHATTUP SCRAM JONES?
Mel-Man what's crackin?
Whassup wit all these ol' punk ass hoes in here?

[Ms. Roq]
Nigga WHUT??! I'm a hustlin bitch!
I like them get rich niggaz, them hit the switch niggaz
Niggaz bout the sex and which bitch to hit next
while I'm kickin my game and collectin them checks
Got all y'all niggaz vexed to fuck this triple-X rated hoe
You say you ain't eat it - you ate it though
And uhh, Roq don't stop, can't be droppin no drawers
To the niggaz how you figure got you shittin in yours
Yeah, little dicks always runnin they mouth
While a bitch is better off to masturbate and be out
All you bitches up in here know what I'm talkin about
Get the loot, get the ice, fuck the wife, no doubt
Tryin to live lavish, marry a big dick and stay carried
Holla back at them niggaz that hollered at me
Pop the Cris', whip the six and shit
and have all y'all niggaz limp when I twist my shit
Yeah! Bitch ass niggaz!

Please don't ban me. I'll behave.

 

[Mr.Backwoods]

I'm going to have to agree with you. except for the song.

[Redman]
Yeah, yo Snoop!
If I feel in love with another drug, I'd always be broke
Then I'll never have that Purple to smoke, I don't do Coke!
Dogg, I rarely drink Pepsi
Only Reggie weed would give you epilepsy!
When I talk, dog - never indirectly!
I'm blunt - you got weed, chumps?
I do about 45 over speed bumps
So when you tryna roll, your weed on the flo'
(Gimme me some weed, nigga!)
Joe Piscopo, I play too much
That's why my Saturday Night is Liver than yours
I'll fight niggas over Mary Jane
Even beat Steven's ass on Jerry Spring
Ask The Dogg, my weed religion - basic!
Only nation for the weed, is Gold Nation
Now you high, then throw it up
Even Rick James had to sing about her, it's

[Chorus: Nate Dogg (Snoop Dogg) {Redman}]
Oooooooooooh (Mary Jane)
Mary Jane (Mary Jane)
('Cause I'll be fuckin' Mary Jane all day!)
{Brick City!}

Oooooooooooh (Ha ha, Mary Jane)
{Sing that!}
Oooooooooh, Mary Jane (Mary Jane)
('You know what, see I'll be fuckin' Mary Jane all night!)
{And you say Long Beach!}

[Nate Dogg (Redman)]
I'm in love with Mary Jane
She's my main thang (And you say Long Beach!)
Stay away from hocus pocus
That gives me headaches, mayne
(And you say Long Beach!)
And when my sack gets low
No, I don't get uptight
I go and find my girl
Once again, it's on tonight!
(Yo, Uncle Snoop!)

[Snoop Dogg]
One for the money, and two for the show
And three for the papers, and four for the dro
Here we go, let it flow
Just make sure the end's tight
Take a poof, tell me what it hit like!
Paper bag, fill it with the chippers
My new nickname, Mr. Black Jack Tripper
Two bitches and a pad, at the same time (Hey, Snoop!)
And I cracked 'em both wit the same lines
"Do you like to smoke?"
"Can I take your coat?"
"Hennessey with a dash of Coke?" (Hennessey with a dash of Coke?)
Niggas tryna holla' like "whoopty whoop"
Let the bitches co-ride in Snoopy Coupe
You're rollin' with a motherfuckin' winner
And you might win a treat to a TV dinner
We got rules to the game (nephew)
Nephew, the only bitch I love is Mary Jane!
Now, tell the truth!

 

[Moldy Dreads]

Yeeeee foo' ICP biatch- LOLOLOLOLOLOLOl



(eh eh eh eh eh...eh eh eh eh, eh eh eh eh eh eh)

Rollin' my home-grown
Smokin' a big bone
Look at that ganja...covered with oil (oh I know)
Usin' my tweezers
Got pot in the freezer (Woooah!)
Made a new pipe out of aluminum foil

Chorus:
Wasted away again in Marijuanaville
Searching for my roach clip on a rope (On a rope! On a rope! on a rope!)
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know...that it's all this damn dope

Don't know the reason
Stayed here all season
Maybe thats Thai stick was a way bit too strong (*yawns*)
But it's a real beauty
A Colombian doobie (ok baby...c'mon man)
And soon I'll be up on my way alone (Lucy you got some splaining ta do baby)

Chorus:
Wasted away again in Marijuanaville
Searching for my roach clip on a rope (On a rope! On a rope! on a rope!)
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know...that it's all this damn dope

(eh eh eh eh eh...eh eh eh eh) (*whistles toon*)

I blew out my bong-pipe (*gasp*)
Ran outta Bud Light (*sighs*)
But I found some stash I had hidden at home (Ahhhhhhhh!)
Put it into a blender (*blender soound*)
And soon it will render (MmmMmmm)
These little fudge brownies that help me get stoned

Wasted away again in Marijuanaville
(c'mon you guys sing along, you know the words)
Searching for my roach clip on a rope (On a rope! On a rope! on a rope!)
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
But I know...that it's all this damn dope

Yes and, some people claim, I sound like Dillan, when I'm stoned.
But I know...that it's all this damn dope.