O.c. - Weed & Drinks (Feat. A.G.) lyrics

F/ A.G * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1: A.G.] Wanna blow it? So roll it, breathe in and hold it Than you pa** to whoever's the closest Do I grow it? No, believe me I'm focused It's O and A.G. and we drink it and smoke it I gotta have it it's a habit I don't even pa** it Do you mean I'm a addict? No I just smoke a lot Son, I even stash it, one of these is magic My P.O. actin' like I'm supposed to stop In Amsterdam ten grams in the coffee shop In N.Y. I get as high as them astronauts I spend enough to cop something out off the lot And I can tell you how strong it is if I cough or not I puff the magic dragon, I got a ounce In every pocket, that's why my pants is staggin' I bomb out the moombay(??), smoked out my roommate And I should stop it but at this point is too late Lungs bleed 'cos son need that weed Can't find, if I don't puff I'ma eat that weed And it's with me in the clutch My six teams get mean when I slam dunk fifty and a dutch Inhale, then it hit me in the gut Let it out, slow real and it kick me in the nuts Ya know me, beats is pumpin', freaks is thumpin' Grow seed, ghetto ba*tards gotta have it I smoke trees, I keep puffin' I'm a f**in' O.D I taught sh** and roll with parolees Keep it movin' or you catchin' a wild life We gettin' dirty no more livin' a foul life Since a baby, ??, sayin' that child trife It's A.G. and O.C. and we livin' a wild life (O.C. speakin') Wanna f** with that weed? Go see A Wanna get your liver dirty? Come see me [Refrain] (A.G.) Son, I'm twisted off the herbs but I'ma roll another blunt (O.C.) And I'm about to stray herb but I'ma pour another cup A cup of mo' (A.G.) and just a few more blunts (both) Bon Appetit y'all throw your L's and your drinks up [Verse 2: O.C.] Bars get poured out, liqs get poured out Chicks get drawn out, the whole world, somehow Remy and cranberry, ?? pa** it heavy Twisted to the point I can't hold a drink steady A's puffin' his dutch and I'm off gin With the hardest juice in my vein, it's no pain! On some high grade things, love and happiness Finesse like the Remy, red and coke in his chest We get it liver than sippin' a screwdriver (Word Bond) The Bon Don Juan(???) is like a vulcano with lava Jack Daniel's hit you like a .38 revolver Rock you straight will have your hangover tommorow Take a sip A, f** that weed Get your liver dirty, n***a, do it for me On the count of three I puff that Tran At the same time you hit the Remy and on (one, two, three...) (A.G.) Roll it, spark it, pa** if you can't hold it (O.C.) Pour, drink it, ??? if you can't control it [Refrain] O.C. and A.G. yo we drink it and smoke it...