Smokin Out — текст песни (Project Pat f Lord Infamous)

[Chorus]
Smokin out like Chief Wahoo hoo
Chase it down with the liquor and brew brew
Pass it round that`s the way we do do
Somebody get this dope cause I`m through through

[Project Pat]
Roll up a blunt like light up the green
Eyes red as fire I`m on promethazyne
Roll up another one dipped in the sizzer
Save it for later mane cause it wouldnt hizzer
Soon as the thund-ah enters my lungs-ah
I start gettin hungry wheres that balogna
Crackers and cheese zuzus and whams
Icy white honey bun ooohh there I am
Go an light another one constantly smokin`
Turn up a 45 drankin and chokin
Start smokin weed real young with my peers
So full of dope smoke comin out my ears
Burnt fingernails aint made no sales
Ya`ll might be short an ounce or two on them scales
To hell with that fool go an take a pull
We cheefin all night and we stay gettin food

Chorus x2

[Lord Infamous]
You ask if Lord were a drug a drug
Ay what drug would Lord be he be
Yo Lord would be a pound of weed
But no stems no sticks no seeds
It`s just because I believe-ah
In cannabis se-teev-ah
M-I-L-U-N-G-S I keep the sticky green-ah
Puffahontis puff a peace pipe ridin on my peet-ah
Whats my favorite flower its that marijuna leaf-ah
I keep-ah O the F to O the R to D
I be on the B-L the U-N-T
I brew a cup of shrooms and break down the B-A-G ah
Purple kush pretty bush Cheech n Chong in me-ah
I`m the Scarecrow me in the Ville protecting acres
Smokin tough to bong a swisher leaf just simply papers

Chorus x2