[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)