[Devin]
Boog, weed, sess, skunk, pine, k, reefer, dank
Sell ya boy a plump dime
Killa, herb, grass, coffee, pot
We gotta get some mo` because this O is all we got
Smokin` everyday I can`t let go
Rollin` perfect Sweets, I mean perfecto
Neighbours they say they smell this shit from next do`
And they keep me outa they house because they know I`ma fiend
Last month I pawned 17 sewing machines
Took the money to my Mexican patner his names Malito
(What`s up wetback? - *?spanish?*)
We go way back, we`d lay back in his crib and get drunk
He always keeps some sess, but see sometimes he get`s skunk
And he calls me when he get it, cus he know I`m wit it
And he tell me that`s it`s good but I`ll believe it when I hit it
I`ll show up with a cigar and then he bring out this bong
And before we get high we start singin` this song
[Hook]
Love the good motha
Muy bien marijuana
Love the good reefa
Cannabis sativa
Love the good motha
Muy bien marijuana
Love the good reefa
Cannabis sativa (cheeba cheeba)
Smokin` weed really ain`t nothin` to brag about
Unless ya got friends like mine, look at this big bag I got
Straight from Jamaica from that nigga Naughty Dread
He got some shit with just one hit I bet yo` eyes get red
And he call his weed cali, smoke it in the chalis
Take ya shoes off boy and try not to be careless
We be jammin` to the reggae music feelin` every note
Both of our heads boppin` while we eatin` curried goat and he say
Hey mon, pass dat motherfucka dis way mon
I`m blowed, he blowed, we high
He got pounds of weed in the other room, knee high
And my nigga ain`t greedy, he gives to the needy
He put me down with weed and I hook him up with beaties
We be trippin` off people who think weed makes you forget
But you was...uh..shit
[Hook]
Niggaz smokin` sweets, dimes, ounces to quarters
We pass the sess around in chronological order
But when ain`t nobody got no weed shit seems to be hopeless
I know an old school weed smoker named Keofris
He always keep killa cus all he do is roll jokers
It`s good for his cataracts and help him stay focused
He say him and a couple of his friends back in the game
They used to sing R & B the shoopdey doowop thing
They had bowl cuts they eyes tight lookin` like Chinamen
They had to switch up and change they name every now and then
Finally tried to be theyself but people wouldn`t accept it
Shit started gettin` strange so they say fuck it and left it
He said, Boy whatever ya do just keep goin`
If weed helps ya with the music keep the Sweets blowin`
One day you`ll get some money, you can buy me some teeth
I wanna see ya make it boy, ya kinda remind me of me
Cus I love the reefer Huh? What`d you say? Cheeba cheeba
[Hook]x2 (Overlaps last bar)
[Devin talking over hook]
Pops you out
Aw yeah, this for the, for the OG`s who used to listen to The Ojays
Shit, hell this even for the BG`s
(Devin sings hook in little Mexican voice til fade)
