Now this is what I’m talking about baby(inhaling)      And this is for the weed heads and this is for the   Weedheads   Get a bag of dope in a quarter o   (repeat2x)      (chorus)(repeat2x)   (second and fourth time at end in background "wanna get   High get high")   So who want a bag who want a bag   You want a bag you want a bag   You got a bag so send em out the door to the liquer   Store   Get a bag of dope and a quarter roll      (first verse)   Alright homies legalize reefer leaves and nines   Some of them say we evil a little sumthin sumthin for   My people   And though I know that weed will even out your debt   Love everything green well that's what my sister said god said   Gonna get ya fucked up wanna get ya fucked up   When you take one hit then I make you hush up nigga shut   The fuck up   No stress though indo and chronic hydro and skunk and I can think of   Some more   Ohh yeah time to smoke said so I know high day come   Around on friday   Toke the bowl breath deep boy yes then we pray   As the reefer help me see more everyday   would've it could've it be heaven sent   We have one hell of a superstar bowl every first friday   Of the month   And your humbily invited were truly humbly united   Enemies and all of y’all hate on when I get my   Fade on   I’m so high      (chorus)(same as first)      (second verse)   On new year smokin the potent buddha (buddha)   They ain’t nuthin like that buddha lovin bomb shit   Fat enough that it will make me move ya sooth ya   Reefer creeper seepin in my sneakers seepin in my shiva   Heave her (nigga)   You better believe us even when we lonly weed wont   Leave us   Not like these fake niggas that decieve us   All day the weed man dizzy we be better make it   Seedless   Life ain’t easy put it on eazy but we still   Breathin   Takin a hit of the reefer sendin me straight to   Heaven   Chokin with my breezy   That herbal healin   And don’t ya wanna feel that feelin and don’t you wanna   Spend your scrilla   And givin the weed to the killas niggas forget why they   Killin (hell ya)   I heard they heard they heard they out here fuckin   Wit pills   Nigga those chemicals will make you ill so get off   The ecstasy   So to the realers mysterious and and pass the rush of a box of blunts,   a sack of skunk and your endin' up in the coffin (sure 'nuff, sure 'nuff)      (chorus)(same as first)      (verse three)   Thug that talkin till we love that love that   That   Dont legalize cuz they know we can   Gettin high just to get by   Through all the suicides and homicides   And genocides drivebys walkbys gonna multiply   And chalk lines in the towns in the h-double-o-d hood   And it would rain   And it ain’t all were it ain’t all and it ain’t all and   It ain’t all good   I started at eleven stealin weed from coppers   And even though you beat us I gotta thank you for the   Reefer   Neva mess with white girls but I roll those white   Boys   Niggas come out the pen and they roll some tight   Joints tight joints   My shit is swollen you shouldnt be rollin   Livin on green leaves that will make your heart   Bleed   Just go and let me split up the weed and be silent   And sober   No jokin when the neighbors door is open you want to   Come over   We smokin tokin and now we chokin tokin and then we chokin   Chokin chokin   Chokin chokin chokin chokin chokin   I’m so high      (chorus)(repeat til end)