Smokin' Out - Project Pat

Smokin out like Chief Wahoo hoo

Chase it down with the liquor and brew brew

Pass it round that’s the way we do do

Somebody get this dope cause I’m through through

Roll up a blunt like light up the green

Eyes red as fire I’m on promethazyne

Roll up another one dipped in the sizzer

Save it for later mane cause it wouldnt hizzer

Soon as the thund-ah enters my lungs-ah

I start gettin hungry wheres that balogna

Crackers and cheese zuzus and whams

Icy white honey bun ooohh there I am Go an light another one constantly smokin'

Turn up a 45 drankin and chokin

Start smokin weed real young with my peers

So full of dope smoke comin out my ears

Burnt fingernails aint made no sales

Ya’ll might be short an ounce or two on them scales

To hell with that fool go an take a pull

We cheefin all night and we stay gettin food

You ask if Lord were a drug a drug

Ay what drug would Lord be he be

Yo Lord would be a pound of weed

But no stems no sticks no seeds

It’s just because I believe-ah

In cannabis se-teev-ah

M-I-L-U-N-G-S I keep the sticky green-ah

Puffahontis puff a peace pipe ridin on my peet-ah

Whats my favorite flower its that marijuna leaf-ah

I keep-ah O the F to O the R to D I be on the B-L the U-N-T

I brew a cup of shrooms and break down the B-A-G ah Purple kush pretty bush Cheech n Chong in me-ah

I’m the Scarecrow me in the Ville protecting acres

Smokin tough to bong a swisher leaf just simply papers