Smoke a Blunt lyrics

[Hook]
[I wanna get high, so high] x5
[Lets' smoke a blunt] x16

[Black C]
f*ck the buddah
Pass me the mutha f*ckin' chronic and the vega
And I'm only smokin' wit the fada
It's too many heads up in the house
So when I light this blunt
Best believe y'all gettin' yo ass out
We like that sticky icky green sh*t
And I mean this
Separate the mutha f*ckin' buds from the seed pits
And don't quit
Until it have that ass chockin
No jokin
I can't keep my eyes open
And can't remember what was said to me
I lost track of the conversation
Once the blunts was gettin' fed to me
We gettin' blasted in the dope house
I'm choked out
I had to open a window to let the smoke out
We need some Vodka
To grab us some f*ckin' Rossi
And bring it back to the spot for the whole Posse
And them become a new and get f*cked up
Chest bust up
From all the smoke that just rushed up
[Mr. Cee]
Well it's like 2 and to the 3
I need some indo weed
I'm not no door but I'm keyed
So take a H-I-T and pass the joint
Cuz ain't no kids in this house that need baby sittin
And don't be wantin' a stoge
You make a n*gga feel like quitin
But I smoke fat batchs all day
I'm even smokin' the roaches
Till they turn into ants man
And you might say I got too much on it
But dank is like a criminal "America's Most Wanted"
So my n*gga, if you want a hitta
You gots to go to the store and fade it wit the liquor
These trickas be gettin' these n*ggas good
Smokin' up they weed
And then they go and f*ck anotha n*gga in the hood
Yeah you know it
You act like you grow it
So since you givin' weed away
You might as well let me owe ya
Or do I treat you like a punk?
Buy a cigar and take yo sh*t and tell my n*ggas uhhh

[Hook] till end