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Related artists: Project pat, Pat briscoe, Pat gedeon, Pat monahan, Pat the bunny, Pat benatar, Pat, Project 86
smoke, Got me all floatin, weed smoke Got me all choking, weed smoke Got me in my zone Got me in my weed smoke Got me all floatin, weed smoke Got me all choking, weed smoke Got me in my zone Got me in my zone That’s all, purple drinker, purple leefa Should’ve been a engine,
R: bwok bwok, chicken chicken bwok bwok, chicken heads (boy please whateva) bwok bwok, chicken chicken bwok bwok, chicken heads [x4] Project Pat: bald-head skally-wag ain't got no hair in back gelled up weaved up yo hair is messed need to ge
Project Pat] Patty cake, patty cake, stack the money off the plates In a field, you remain You gon make me keep the blades Sucky boys, bring the noise Smoke you like a kush bubble Im the president of Drama Guess you get some kush trauma Haters hurl up, lig
Still riding clean, making cheese, and getting my dick sucked Still making cheese, riding clean, and getting my dick sucked Project Pat: I swear I'm going through a thang but I gotta snap back Give it all to God it's tha pistol but tha crack back
the weed, everyday Don’t smoke the seeds , no way Smoke the weed, Smoke the weed Sugar generation Young boys and girls Be careful of the seeds you show If you wanna see a strong tree grow You gotta put them for the future Show respect don’t neglect mother nature
it's on for the 1-9-9-9 Project Pat in this hoe Putting this ghetto bump in ya speaker Hypnotize done made it You know the business hoe Breaking down some reefa Rolling up a sweeta Riding through the streeta Cheifing like heata Reefa got m
I ain't goin' back to jail, I ain't goin' back to jail And tell ya old man I ain't goin' back to jail I ain't goin' back to jail, I ain't goin' back to jail I got mo' p**** to swell, and mo' dreams to tell A North Memphis monster, targetin' the cheddar Ai
Intro: Female vocalist] Step up here, in the club All eyes all over me Aww, lookie here The boys who got that fiyayaya weed [Hook: Female vocalist] Got that fiyayaya weed Fiya-fiyayaya weed Got that fiyayaya weed Fiya-fiyayaya weed Got that fiyayaya weed Fiya-fiy
Hook) Smoke the weed, everyday Don’t smoke the seeds , no way Smoke the weed, Smoke the weed (Verse) Sugar generation Young boys and girls Be careful of the seeds you show If you wanna see a strong tree grow You gotta put them for the future Show resp
Hook:] Smoke the weed, everyday Don't smoke the seeds, no way Smoke the weed, Smoke the weed [Verse 1:] Sugar generation Young boys and girls Be careful of the seeds you show If you wanna see a strong tree grow You gotta put them for the future
Juicy J] Yeah, we high as a junt up in this motherf***er I'm drinkin some fruit punch; that's belvedere vodka and cranberry juice YouknowwhatI'msayin? The engineer high, everybody highhhhhhhhhhh [Chorus x4] Smoke, smoke, smoke dat weed Smoke, smoke, smoke dat
Verse 1: Prince EA](Obama impersonator) Mr. President, I come to you on behalf of my generation To talk to you about this little plant situation See, a lot of politicians hate it But I'mma break it down and demonstrate to you Why it's not as bad as they make it sound See,
Hook:] Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I’mma light one up Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt Every time I breathe it’s like I’m taking a puff, turn my music high Roll the windows up, when I smoke and drive [V
Ice Cube] Ice Cube motherf***er West coast motherf***er George Bush, George Clinton, Bill Clinton Chris Farley, Chris Rock, Bob Marley Rick James, knew how to throw a party 'Smoke some weed!' Snoop Dogg, all the way to Cheech & Chong Cypress Hill,
smoke chewy like a mothaf***in nut You got a gram bag hit the zags and roll her up 'cause a nigga like me can't fake it when I'm high Get the Visine for the tight red eyes Jump in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set The blunt went out but we ain't done yet
officer I can't lie You done smell it inna me clothes And see tho red inna me eye You don't need to search me If a di ganja u want As u tek it whe I'm gonna look another draw I've got weed on me And its celar to see Cuen if you lock me up and throw away the Key As you bree me
my first joint in the morning. I feel tranquility and harmony. Everything is a big field of marijuana. Everybody is fine. They all are smoking weed. Hey bro' smoke. What the f***. The hash is gone. I'll have to buy again and these f***ing clockers make
s another one of them smoking songs, ya know what I'm saying? Where my pot heads at? Right here aha, yeah, yeah, CT, check it We rollin trees and smokin la la la la la Another weed song from me Burning more trees than Cheech Chong Red and Meth or roll toget
Rushawn mi want yo tel dem hi no Dog if yo cyan buy wrisler Yuh no fi smoke cronic Weed naked an yo fi put close pon it Warm up the grabber like mi a rose rabbit Clip pon di lighter the fumes smell pon it So mi lif up in a space fi go tour four planet Look pon mi hand yo si the o
da-da-da-da It´s the one and only D-O-double-G (SNOOP DOGG!) La-da-da-da-dahh You know I´m mobbin with the D.R.E.(YEAH YEAH YEAH You know who´s back up in this MOTHERFUCKER!) What what what what? (So blaze the weed up then!) Blaze it up, blaze it up! (Just bla
Intro:] Uh. Slow the music down just a tad [Nas:] "The projects" [Flava Flav:] "Bwoyyyy" Uh. Yeah. That sound good right there Joell Ortiz. Yaowa! Premier what up man? Uh "The projects" [Verse 1:] God damn it, I d
Intro: Juicy J] Yo, too damn high [Hook: Juicy J] (x2) This OG Kush, what I'm smokin' nigga Put the fire to a hater, and smoke a nigga I pull them whips out, and I'm smokin' nigga You think you high as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga [Verse 1: Juicy J] Cali weed
Chorus:] Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can't lie I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand n da sky I put my weed hand n da sky I respect it for da luv of life A whole piece i aint never lied I put my weed hand in da sk
I got a slight problem I smoke weed too much Knees buckle the -uck up when I'm splittin my dutch Back up back up! Ain't nobody hittin for free It's just E Doubl-E, Keith Murray, and me It cost twenty if you're down with it Aiyyo son I ride around with my hooptie tinte
this go out to all my Crip and Blood niggas, Georgia, Tennessee, North Carolina, Alabama, MISSISSIPPI, all my Blood (Cali) niggas in Galveston Texas, Blood and Crip niggas in Dallas, y'all know the business. Bounty Hunter Bloods, Piru Bloods (HTown), all my Grape Stree
Chorus 1: Up in Clouds (Krayzie Bone)] And burn Cause you want to smoke and burn (Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer) Beauty surrounds me Do what you want to smoke and burn (Lost in the smoke of mighty reefer) Beauty surrounds me I said you got to smoke and
quack If u kno a hatiin ass hoe Dats hatin on u I want u to pat yo p**** on dat p**** ass hoe man Ohh dere I go again Nigga drunka then a bitch If u got good p**** hands in the air But if yo p**** ain't good bitch kill yo self [gun shots] U too fin
Intro: The RZA, (Beretta 9)] yo, what up, dunn, (yo, yo, yo) aiyyo, peace, yo, what up, dunn (word, just watching the studio got all the word on the street) what you was outside yesterday (for a minute went to the store, you know) caught them cats at store
No you f***er your smoking that trash all wrong save that for the bitchs Give me a second f***er I'm make a phone call real quick Hey hey say what the f*** is the deal with you f***er anit nothin' f***er I'm just tryin' to show this youg f***er how to smoke I need a pound
on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. (Makaveli the don, representin the outlaws.) They got a nigga goin crazy. (Bad ass representin the LBC) (What cha wanna do. You know how we do. Time goes by. Puffin on lye. Hopin that it gets me high. They got a
Timbaland:] To my niggas How you feel? Can we chill? Or do we have to pop that steel? Cause it's a hot day around our way We got the pistols around our waist Hate to kill a nigga, why? Cause my nigga style he's got that killa, what? What do you mean killa?
it now ! Go ! I make my best for my motherf***ing, for my motherf***ing life I have so much to give, but I have nothing to lose I don't wanna be a pawn I rise, I grow, give to the core Project ! I'm working hard on my project Know that everyday I live for my proj
thirty days late, gotta be gone by Saturday Tired of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna' trap me Every night dreamin bout livin life lavish A watch full of karats, a candy coated Caddy Off the show flo', sittin on fo' Vouges Oak wood gear shift, ?? dash door Choppin
Black hoods, cops 'n projects sewers flooded with foul blockage The gutter's wild and every child watches Changin top locks with ripped off hinges doors k...
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now I see the world through different eyes And all the life that is around me dies How did it get so complicated? I feel as though the life has faded I feel the machine taking over me Why am I here - What is my purpose? Are human beings now meant to
to a world of hate Injustice reigns with rage We try to loose uncertainty Innocence is gone We try to move along A road thats full of anger Full of hate. Disorder! Hold me tight, when stars collide In this place we search our fate. Cry for love, for
the wave of an eastern wind Searching for paradise Dreaming of love at the rainbows end With roses on emerald vines Where violet rivers flow for miles And mellow yellow suns kiss the sky As you get closer an angel sings Dressed in million stars
s a part time a part time part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time part time She's a (part time mutha) Meet Cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track Used to be fat now weighs less than a Tic-Tac Now what's that say about, this big epidemic
s tired of the studio environment He's tired of the tour schedule regimen He's planning for his early retirement He's gonna buy another house and get another renter to pay him rent He's gonna buy another house and get another renter to pay him rent He's living by the ocean and his lun
we've been together For a long, long time You get home from work And then we just turn out the lights Lately I've been dreaming You in leather, me in lace Let's put up the teddy bears And get out the whips and chains Give me weed instead of roses Bring me w
In a plane Locked in chains High above the trees Rollercoaster, ground gets closer Had to hear their screams Weed flavoured Weed flavoured meat I've got it I've got it It sounds a bit perverted To get my meat Most of my mates had to bleed I've
habit die hard huh Disrespect will not be disregarded partna You cross dat line I'm goin' off bout mine Man woman and child, no exception home boy no disrespect will be tolerated come hell or high water You understand that? Ya bitch! Bankroll mafia, hustle gang ova ev
Hook:] A wah wi waan Weed and Hennessy And a little bit a grabba leaf Full suit a Louie V Bare gyal inna the vehic's That mi waan fi di Sumaiya Weed and Hennessy And a little bit a grabba leaf Full suit a Louie V Bare gyal inna the vehic's That mi waan fi di Sum
ever I go, chaos surrounds me Idolizing the perpetual bliss I'm creating my existence as I see it normal Imagination or reality? This is my way Am I dreaming, are these voices not my own Talk to me, lead me Dreaming or not, guidance is what I seek Lead me to righteousness
Party YEEHAWW I got you arrested because Weed Party come and gone Gone I am about to set this off Til Weed Party is done Is done The wine is there to keep yourself You got it wrong So I brought you perplexing thoughts Words were at a loss A loss It's a good day to skip
cryogenic holocaust Slows down the disease Give us all a taste of your miracle We're thirsty for your medicine The hate burns in our eyes It's kill or be killed It's in the nature of the human races' weak mind To be exterminated by ourselves Just stab their hea
trying to get some weed in the backyard Trying to get a fireplace with a pool Just trying to work it on out Just trying to get trough 1 2, 1 2 am I making contact? Cut trough the static independent broadcast Keep the bar open keep the lights o
a small silver room, two figures Are resting upon a bed made from skillfully crafted granite. An eerie purple light is emanating playful shadows. They crawl spasmodically from their feet to their faces In a frenzy rhythm. A circular chasm is carved on the
Intro] Mello made it right [Chorus] Nigga, I was down bad, now I'm on a jet for real Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill Sippin' on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill I want a couple million without a record deal Got 25 thousand on me,
quot;Hey, Liz, what's in the box?" "What's in the box?" "What's in the box?" It's my little Voice of self-doubt. "Liz, ATO will never put this out! You won't be washing dishes in this town! They'll make mud
pull the fire alarm, girl, where you from? Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke (All they smell is smoke) The way your body roll I'ma lose control Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke (All they smell is sm
my hoochie, you say that I'm the Devil, reali T.H.C. Marco Polo hailed it heaven, Socrates inhaled it, too. Mister President, tell the truth. You're the great exaggerators since 1932. Telling evils of the reefer, but all thru time we've smoked t
Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette! (Tex Williams) Now I'm a feller with a heart of gold And the ways of a gentleman I've been told The kind of guy that wouldn't even harm a flea But if me and a certain character met The guy that invented the cigarette I'd mu
oh, our love is running into a burning building Oh, oh, our love is scattered ash with a burnt up feeling Feel the heat so we started running You know you saw it coming But the memories are still in my mind Burning like smoke and fire Rumors spread like wildfire
a smoke filled room With your father watching me There's three doors and no keys It's rising, it's choking me In a smoke filled room In a smoke filled room There's a man with no face Just a blurred out portrait In a photo frame I'm losing again, I'm losing my friend
the quiet up, turn the noise down Let this ol' world just spin around I wanna feel it swing, wanna feel it sway And put some feel good in my soul Drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke Want a little more right, and a little less left Little more right now, a little l
lift the smoke from my eyes Let's see the sun in the sky Cause I've been wasting the time When you've been right by my side Come lift the smoke from my eyes Let's see the sun in the sky Cause I've been wasting the time When you've been right by my side Come lift the smoke fr
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