Rodney Jerkins - Smokin' Smokin' Weed lyrics

[Hook] Smokin' smokin' Weed Havin a party (Bring the weed) I'm going to invite her I got my lighter (Got a blunt) I'm getting higher Smokin' smokin' weed [Snoop Dogg] Jumped out my bed and I head downstairs Wiped the boogers out my eyes Put some braids in my hair Grabbed my favorite toothbrush And then some crest Rinse my mouth out Now I'm ready for the rest Break it down, roll it up Pa** if you've had enough You're with the big boss Dogg So go and puff puff Real talk Can you still walk? Have a seat Have a drink Now rest your feet See that's the problem You think that you can go with me Smoking cest your whole life Now you wanna blow with me Go to the store with me And get some swishy sweet And grab a bite to eat Before you fall out I'm a ball out And everday We're going to smoke until we all out And that's a promise cause We got the bombest bud And you can ask Ray J He know's what time it was [Hook] In the cadillac With my head back Feeling real good Because it's like that Another 20' sack We've got plenty' that We keep doing that Smoking smoking weed Smokin on these trees Keeps me at ease With these Crazy things I see Smokin on these trees Keeps me it seems And I don't just where I'd be Smokin Weed! [Hook] Smokin' Smokin' Weed Havin a party (Bring the weed) I'm going to invite her I've got my lighter (Got a blunt) I'm getting higher Wish you would pa** it (guess I'll wait) I'm right beside her I got an ashtray (at my place) Where did my pipe go? [Shortymack:] So what you got n***a? (knockout) I got the cush and the yerp Packaged in P's to keep the feds of my chirp Uhh cause my nerves' on alert Paranoid like your boy cookin up the work Look pimpin I ain't touching that dirt I ain't smokin that sh** It'll make your whole head hurt I got the card for the cataract Doctor say it's legal To twist up green Call it Philadel eagle (shortymack) Knockout pays me my check Silver haze blowin out the lambourghini air vents I got the blunts and a pound of leaves I been the purp man plus I got that OG [Ray J:] (I wanna) Roll it, roll it Twist that, twist that (I wanna) Fire it up Then get that, get that (I wanna) Pa** it around Get bent back bent back Give it back to me! [Hook] [Slim Thug:] (Slim Thugga Muh Fugga) Blaze in the bush of that cush You gotta pull hard then push I blow dro but to each his own And I keep sh** fit like Cheech and Chong We can be outta town We can be at home I keep a good connect for that Cali grown Weed so strong you can smell it through the sac It's in the backpack in the trunk of the 'lac It's a buck that's a fact Won't accept nothin less So you can smoke alone On your sack of stress (yes) Pa** the cush Lemme hit that next Slim thugga muh fugga I smoke the best [Hook] Ha ha it's your boy Ray J You know what? I'm a roll up one right now And celebrate a lil bit You know Raydiation in stores right now Ya'll go get it Shortymack comin real soon It's about to get ugly [Fade out]