Webbie - Smoking on Purple lyrics

[Intro: Lil Boosie] Ease ya mind alittle bit (ease ya mind) Light up that blunt (light up that motherf**in blunt) Let back that sun roof (lets get it started) [Verse 1: Lil Boosie] This that sh** that we ride to This that sh** that we vibe to This that sh** that we get high to That gangsta music n***a And you can try but you ain't Lil' Boosie n***a (noooo - noooo) Bad b**hes got you feelin great Looked at my CEO, like CEO let's get this cake Baby I hit the stage, and hoes go crazy - I'm playa made All my hoes got Jordan sk**s they fade away I hit the mall and ball (sh**) throwback after throwback Everybody wanna take pictures they like damn you Mr.Kodak (call me Kodak) Smoke comin'out my sunroof a n***a shinin n***a love gettin p**y, love rockin diamonds If you got kids in this world n***a handle your business And you don't need no n***a be independant It's murder, murder n***as beefin - n***as slangin iron I keep that purple purp to ease my mind tonight [Hook x2: Lil Boosie] Smokin on purple ease my mind (this that sh** that we get high to - yeah) It's murder, murder, murder gotta keep ya nine (this that sh** that we ride to - yeah) [Verse 2: Lil Boosie] I know the game, I know the street I got the rap, you got the beats And we gon'lay it down real sweet So ya'll can ride, head bobbin side to side I don't want sh** from my fans but this feel the real n***a vibe When you down and out don't nobody trust ya But when you got bread, it seem like everybody love ya It's still f**ed up mayne in certain cases (believe this look) Look they still racist, I see it on them b**hes faces That's why I'm smokin and laughin I got my grind on They don't feel my struggle they think my mind gone That's why it's murder, murder - k**, k** on the corner These lil'n***as got big pistols ready to put it on ya So when you die, you might as well be high Is it Heaven or Hell?....or is it all a lie? That's why I smoke purple on Monday - purple on Tuesday Two Glocks co*ked so they don't blues me (hah) [Hook: Lil Boosie] Smokin on purple ease my mind (this that sh** that we get high to - yeah) It's murder, murder, murder gotta keep ya nine (this that sh** that we ride to - yeah) Smokin on purple ease my mind (this that sh** that we get high to - yeah) It's murder, murder, murder gotta keep ya nine (this that sh** that we ride to - yeah) [Verse 3: Webbie] Smokin on this doja, I done got a bag for cheap n***a eyes barely open and I'm glued to the backseat Boosie took another hit and then he pa**ed it back to me This sh** must got somethin in it, n***a slipped some crack on me Ain't no crack up in the windows I can barely even breathe Got me fumblin and trippin I almost pa**ed the blunt to C Got it cloudy in the Bently n***a squintin tryna see Late, don't know what time it is, but I know it's time to eat Ridin dirty bumpin "Ridin Dirty" you know how that sh** be "One day you here then the next day you gone" on repeat With that nine up in my reach, cause right now dyin ain't for me Mayne this pine got me sleepy but I'm too high to go to sleep Musty odor when you roll it potent as it 'ppose to be And we rollin I'm smokin them back to back consistently Keep Movin, Dutches, Phillies, Garcias, to Swisher Sweets Young Savage don't really care - just put that sh** up in the air...... [Hook x2: Lil Boosie]