No
It's all about the "uh-huh", yeah
'88 knows the "uh-huh"
Spaceoy knows the "uh-huh"
My man, Imani, knows the "uh-huh"
Smooche Cat knows the "uh-huh"
M.Walk knows the "uh-huh"
Tap it once, so, women knows the— (Uh-uh), uh, knows the—
This is for the cheeba, cheeba, cheeba
'Cause I smokey, smokey, smokey
Make that tookie, tookie, tookie for the tokey, tokey, tokey
On the mota, ganja, sensi, the bomba
Chase it with the jamba
Air out your Honda
Shit so big, we call it the anaconda
Lookin' for a snow princess, smokes and serves like Bridgett Fonda
Find me in a hotel, weigh your [?]
With the shit that keeps you daze, mind begin to ponder
About makin' it crack, takin' it back, creatin' a stack
Like I hop, niggas pause when I drop
A sly cop, tryin' to get my team to pop
With a fiendish plot, my niggas chose the cot
Paid bail in the morning and we broke the spot
Drop ducks on my man before we left the lot
Me and my dogs, all we know is chop the game
Suckers want to shortstop and aim
Pull 'em to the side and I raise the flame
I just can't help it, but I love my Jane
Cools the sunshine, warms up the rain
Grow my stalks tall as little Zane
You must be thinkin' that I'm insane
But I'm hooked on the (Uh-huh)
I'm hooked on the—
I'm hooked on the kind bud
You know the kind when you light it up in the club
Everybody turns around and wonderin' where it's comin' from
You know Dosier? Meet Dosier, got the blueberry
And, I told ya, I got the AK-47 and the nightcrawler
White witch and the bubble gum, if you need some, call me
Herb talk, herb stalk
One time, come around tryna cut down my herb stalk
The stem of my herb stalk thick like Serena, boy, you should of seen her
The big buds give me love
Blazin' herb helps me unwind, relax and calm my nerve
We need seeds 'cause, in every seed, there's a bag of weed (That's right)
Don't hate these nugs they're straight from Washington State
Watch Doja roll spliffs big as the Golden Gates, out, man
You OD on the BC, make you see, —3PO
Deal on D-Lo'
Eyes crossed like D.Bo
In and out like C.Bo
Another law tryin' to get passed, but vetoed like a [?]
This is my story on the dank
Make you run to the bank, low on the tank
Sack seem short, you feel you got ganked
Partner in the liquor store hookin' up the drank for the after
That nigga, Brown, from the chapter
They got the whirly bird swoopin' like a rafter
Tryna capture your broad, I had to snatch her
I took her to the mo', I like to do it slow
Wake in the morning to a fatty and a cup of Joe
Almost everybody I know (They go—)
They go— (Well, alright, you squares, it's time to smoke)
They go— (Fire up this thump and let's take a toke)
(Well, alright, you squares, it's time to smoke)
(Fire up this thump and let's take a toke)
(No)
(No)
(No)
(No)
