[Featuring Montell Jordan] 2 Scoops- High life Nigga I thought you knew So roll up the bud and dont forget about the brew We havin a smoke out in the back of the MC But lets do this kinda fast Hit that muthafucka bout two times and pass it To the left hand side On top of the clouds lookin over the mad ass Eastside Which is home, to this Dove Shack And buddha pack, and doja sack, and the cloudy cat, I'm mackin And we rollin through the hood with the humps and the rumps Japanese eyes, describes the effects of the blunt They rollin sack after sack its gettin ridiculous I'm twisted so much, my name should be licorice Ticklish describes the senses Mind's on blank, so fuck the reminiscese about the past Ship that shit to the front Paraphenilia, stand here from zig zags to buddha pipes to blunts Chumps, ain't allowed in the ride Sometimes proper bitches gotta wait outside A white tint, and imprinted from the indo AC, is blowin on my way to the studio You ain't gotta be no thug, to love That upliftin feelin connected to the bud That you can purchase in these wild city streets But if you got somethin on it, join the smoke out in my backseat (Chorus) They havin a smoke out in my backseat Yo nigga pass the bud like we used to do They havin a smoke out in my backseat I dont mind if I take a toke or two They havin a smoke out in my backseat Yo nigga pass the bud like we used to do They havin a smoke out in my backseat Pass it on, pass it on C Knight- Yeah, pass it to me C Suck one, suck two, now I'm feelin high as you So roll up the windows tight Because I might roll up a whole half I want the contact from the dove shack Oh I haven't told ya, no need for the zig zags Pass me the blunt and split it Hit it now admit it You as high as fuck Your eyes are closin up Now tell me whats up, is it the bomb As the atmosphere swells up with smoke And remember, two hits and pass And I'm watchin yo ass So you wont take more than you supposed to Headin to Cerritos To get the blunt thats crunchy like Doritos Speakin of Doritos I supposed to stop at 19 store in and out And here we go, down Atlantic don't panic I know the doja got you tweakin in the back seat So meet me half way across the seat And pass it back to me And light up another one B-L-O-U-N-T fool (Chorus) They havin a smoke out in my backseat Yo nigga pass the bud like we used to do They havin a smoke out in my backseat I dont mind if I take a toke or two They havin a smoke out in my backseat Yo nigga pass the bud like we used to do They havin a smoke out in my backseat Pass it on, pass it on Bo Roc- Okay, who got the Zig Zags aka rollin papers Twisted on these, twisted enough gain on enough caper For some ends and some skills whichever comes first
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