Mr. Lucci - Smoke One lyrics

[Mr. Pookie] I can feel it in the back of my mind It's like Mary Jane came at the right time While I'm feinding the vine I take a look at the sky to make me feel like a n***a wanna stay high Take a look at my eyes You'd probably think I was blind When you see a n***a's eyes that know fool The people crook a n***a so cool I been high all day me and the n***as that I'm close to Up in the gla** house BLOW! And I'm loving this sh** Mary Jane to the brain, I'm in love with ya b**h Don't know what I'd do if you didn't exist No better way to calm me down when I'm stressing and sh** See there's a blessing for this Now where the Indo Getting higher than I can go Roll it up I wanna see it in the air let the wind blow All I wanna see is big smoke Chorus (2X) Just smoke And blow A blunt with me I like marijuana You like marijuana We like marijuana Legalize marijuana Just smoke [Mr. Lucci] Sparking up the Mary Jane Everyday in my own zone, gettin blowed Holding down the place Cuz when I'm chief I hate Notice how my eyes lay when I'm so throwed Kissing ya lips and holding ya soul Ooo love ya baby girl when ya breaking me off Like ?? ya making me cough, and easing my thoughts Keeping G's with cheese cuz ya company costs When we together we do nothing but floss But when apart lord knows this two get hard to maintain The only b**h that I fame for the claim Steadily ma**aging my brain And keep a playa on top of my game Calm and cool every time that we hang Me and crooks always running a train s**ing ya body, girl till nothing remains Feel nothing but pleasure, when I'm watching these flames Hoping that nothing will change So I can steal a sac and chill back while I'm smoking the Jane Chorus [K-ROC] See all I wanna do is smoke a sac with my real n***as Coming up the block hitting hard Smoking on treez Got me dropping to my knees So I gotta give the praise to the sky and the stars So if I wanna get high tonite Mr. Pookie just roll me a blunt We can both get blowed Coming out the crook Smoking big fat Optimos See the lights But them hoes can't stop us though Who the po's in this mutherf**er with the big weed Coming up the block me and Mr. Pookie Got no money but I'm still blowing treez And I don't give a damn what you think about me I'm a stoned crook soldier Never been a buster Blowing on treez no matter what them others done told ya Hitting the scene with a pocket full of green And you know what that means We all getting high Chorus till fade