Smoke and Ride - Young Money, Lil' Flip, Gudda Gudda

You know I luv smokin' man, I luv smokin' so mafuckin' much I gots me a

cannabis card…

Ma shit finna expire in two mo days but guess what?

I’m gonna get me a new one!

(Ha-ha!)

So you can be in the hood and smoke yo Swag.

Or yo Bobby Brown (That's what they call the regular weed)

I smoke that Grade A, Dat Purple, that LA Confidential… (Aye)

Lil' Flip:

Look nigga, I din blew blunts fatter than Fatman Scoop, the pistol black,

the drank 'erbal but ma Sour days are Blue…

I’m leavin' too much money at ma weedman house;

don’t call me Flip,

refer to me as the guy on the couch.

I’m Half Baked like Chappelle nigga.

In my throwback Gazelles nigga… (Yeeee)

I twist ma ganja tight just like a dreadlock;

the impact of a charge is like an

E under head lock.

(Hahaha)

I need to stop man, but I can’t kick it, so shut the fuck up, split the Dutch

up or roll a Philli.

I’m controlling ma city;

I don’t do it like we does,

look my whole life I only tried three drugs.

I’m hooked up in every State like WiFi;

I press «2» they buzz me up now look

Whaa-laa!

And How High ma grape ly, A a hundred mo;

I flip Gates a.k.a. Mr.

Cannabis Store.

(Yessir)

Gudda Gudda:

See I’m ridin', smokin', windows open, man, this Green Light so potent — and we

get high (yeah we get high)

Man we get high, yeah we get high (Yeeee)

You see we ridin', smokin', yah nigga jus lookin';

man this Light Green got me

chokin' and we get high (yeah we get high)

Man, I’m so high, man I’m so high.

(Uh! Yeeee!)

Gudda Gudda:

Yeah I’m ridin', smokin', windows open;

cough cause I’m chokin' on I-10 lookin'

(coughing in background)

Big rimz pokin', out like a fat lip;

gun on ma hip fo you niggas on that jack

shit.

Tall couple drinks, ya ma styrofoam buddy, with a deuced po’d in the Big Red;

it’s muddy.

Gotta watch ma back befo da haters try ta deal wit me;

that’s why I roll one

deep, two steels wit me…

I let the law watch ma back, not anotha nigga.

Ma girl watch ma back befo you other niggas.

So I watch the laws through ma rear view, let the roof back;

now I gotta clear

view.

When I in Miami I gets Sky High;

one bitch ride wit me when I ride I-95.

Gotta watch niggas comin' from da blindside.

You can see the smoke in tha air when I ride by…

CHORUS (repeat)

Gudda Gudda

Lil' Flip:

We get high!

(I'm high too!)

Let’s get it!!!

I luv 'erb, surp and mushrooms.

I get curved den I swerve to my bedroom.

(Huh!)

I sit alone in my four corner room, staring at cannis;

ma dro loud like a banjo!

Ma clothes stank cause dat kush got a potent smaill.

I’m not from Harlem, but I just blew a Big L.

In Amsterdam they got ma post-ahs in the greenhouse and for ma burfday I got

kushed and codened out…

Ma Chronic cost the same as ya daddy’s condo, now tell Teechya to bring ma

goodies pronto!

Ma Lambo stay gettin' sprayed wit da ozium;

now we in Dade County fuckin' round

at Opium.

We poppin' Ace of Spades, that there around ma braids;

I paid twelve stacks for

a chromed heart built chain!

Now that’s ballin', we never fly commerical;

I get ma trees in more towns,

now don’t dat sound universal?

(Let's get it!!!)

CHORUS (repeats)

Gudda Gudda

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