Full of Dat Weed lyrics

[Intro]
Huh, n*gga would
Huh, Give a f*ck n*gga would full of weed (x2)

[Verse 1: King Louie]
Smoking on good dope n*gga gettin' that
Always got the bud lit, n*gga six pack
Yeah riding chrome lips, But the rims black
Trunk screaming like it's trynna break the backboard
Pimp sh*t, I might smack a b*tch backwards
No athlete's, I'm ballin these hackers
Out in Cali chop it up with the actors
And my city on the block with trapper's
Real fruads and the f*ckin' kidnappers
Body snatchers to turn you into casper
Double cup, and my shawty rollin' gas up
We civilians but we walk around with 'tac stuff
bast*rds that'll Cap for the fast buck
Masked up cause that snitchin' got the guys booked
Only loud no mid that's for loser's
And they love the MuBu crew, these b*tch's choose us

[Chours]
Huh, n*gga would
Huh, Give a f*ck n*gga would full of weed
[Verse 2: King Louie]
420 sh*t for me that's 24/7
365 I'm high enough to be heaven
Man I was big G since I was about 11
Since I'm bored I might roll up, and smoke a 7
With a pretty lady, smokin' dope a mercedes
Man these n*gga's sweet as sugar call them diabetes
King Louie I'm the sh*t you call me feces
Shawty bad to the bone, Dear Mr. Ouija
Summertime smokin' pack drinking hella Fiji
Some of people off hittas, Man they hella breezy
b*tches find out I'm me, And they be hella easy
Free Smooth, Free Mac, Free Keese and Weezy
She wanna f*ck it to the truck, I call it my ring
Spend time gettin' money, and I'ning
And ya bottom b*tch with me spit shinin'
And all we do is smoke, no wine and dinin'

[Ending Chours]
Huh, n*gga would
Huh, n*gga would, n*gga would Full of dat weed