Kush and Green lyrics

[Intro: Bizarre]
Yo
People always ask me
"How's life with D12 on the road?"
I tell 'em

[Chorus: MJ Robinson, Bizzare]
b*tches, kush and green (Yeah), that's what I live for (That's all)
And come f*ck with me
(Come f*ck with us baby, we always throwing parties)
Speeding, switching lanes (Hop on this tour bus b*tch)
Me and a girlfriend (Yeah) sippin' Hennessy
(Hennessy, Circoc, whatever the f*ck you want b*tch)

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
Damn, what a wonderful day, to put the top down and fire up a J
A hundred miles an hour flying down the lodge, pull a 64' Impala out the garage
Go over Kim house, she cook some spaghetti
(Wanna hit this weed?) Naah, we don't smoke Reggies
Now get your ass ready, put on some tight jeans
Call your girlfriend, Tamika and Darlene
Both of them hoes, they better be f*cking
I eat the pus*y up like Stove Top stuffing
b*tch drink these ruffies, jumping jacuzzis
When I get out make my di*k bust like the Uzi
Now all y'all hoes with the big asses, my cousin Corey
I want y'all to nut on his glasses, be nasty
(A'ight, come f*ck with us b*tch, we party like Rock stars)
[Chorus: MJ Robinson]
b*tches, kush and green, that's what I live for
And come f*ck with me
Speeding, switching lanes, me and a girlfriend sippin' Hennessy

[Verse 2: Kuniva]
Yo, I got a potent amount of potion coasting with this bad b*tch
She gives me good stock advice on how to make the cash flip
She lick the trees up then flick the ashes
Manicured feet up on my dash acting like she never had sh*t
f*ck it though we in the moment zonin'
This b*tch flipped [the?] Patron, like I'm the one who stole it (I ain't got it b*tch!)
You got too much kush up in your system, baby, kick back
And I ain't picking your girl up (Why?), 'cause I don't like how that b*tch act (Damn!)
Let's go to Bizzy crib?
Nuh-uh, I don't like how that n*gga be starin' in my ass and sh*t!
Shut up, b*tch! You know how Bizzy is
But anyway, we doin' shows
And in the front row, b*tches show they [?]
And show us they got blunt [?]
I don't [puff?] [?]
[Chase?] the orange juice and the chick [will?] [?]
A D12 session's [wild within the?] frat house party
[?] if I get drunk and pass out, sorry!

[Chorus: MJ Robinson]
b*tches, kush and green, that's what I live for
And come f*ck with me
Speeding, switching lanes, me and a girlfriend sippin' Hennessy
[Verse 3: Swifty McVay]
I'm in a- [?]
With my face in some dust
I got some big [butt?] freaks
I'm tryna [stop?] [?]
[?] drunk [?]
When my homies [bust?] [?]
[So late?] [?]
She's screaming "I can't take it!"
I got a [?] sl*t
And you gon' puff it
[Until/Into?] [?] as it should
[I'm in a woman ass?] [?], I ain't [gotta/the kind to?] [tuck?]
[Yo' ass and that matches?]
I gotta walk, f*ck the pillow talk
You shoulda watched [the faces?] or what?
We could've chopped it up
And used to smack your lips like "What?!"
And never wanna f*ck
But after an [X amount of?] [?] you jumpin' on my nuts
I got some blunts, some Vodka, and space cakes
I'm wasted, and y'all ain't comin' over [for space?], babe
But I'ma pull a card
And poker on the table
And take [yay to the face, I'm faded?]
Ain't even able to walk, I'm numb
I kicked [the poles out?] for nuttin'
Now they cussin' me out of my [anger/angst?] [?] f*ck 'em!
[Chorus: MJ Robinson]
b*tches, kush and green, that's what I live for
And come f*ck with me
Speeding, switching lanes, me and a girlfriend sipping Hennessy

[Outro: Bizarre, Bizarre's Mom, DJ Young Maise]
Hey Little Mama!
What up though?
You right there
What up?
Yeah, where [ya/y'all?] from?
County Gardens!
Okay, East Side?
Fo' sho' all day
Why don't y'all come f*ck wit' us
What you smokin on?
Hell Bell, baby!
[?] [with some Reggies?]
No, what? No, we don't f*ck with the Reggies, it's kush and green
Well fire that sh*t up then!
(*Bizarre coughs*)
[?]
Return of the Dozen continues!