Smokin' Dat Weed Songtext
von Odd Squad

Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime
Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime


Fuck a blunt, just roll a nice fat square
Put some fire to the end and put that bitch in the air
Hell I′m glad I got my weed, it damn near took me a hour
I was creepin down Bellfort, a fuckin train on my cowards
Got a 40 ounce from Mad Co, right across from Chateau
Went up the street a little piece and purchased me a fat ho
Hit 610, steady checkin my weed
Separatin the buds from the stems and seeds
I got that shit to get you higher than a rocket
Bitch I got a sack, put that nick back in your pocket
And sample some of this, inhale it up through your nose
Take another good pull and watch your lungs explode
-Inhales- "That ain't no punk!"
Bitch I mix my shit together ho that′s red hair skunk
Put that Odd Squad tape in the deck while I'm boomin it
Know the neighbors lookin but bitch all I'm doin is

Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime
Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime


Oh yeah we smokin that weed and always feelin fine
We like to drink the brew and plus the brew′s from Juan
But speakin of herb nigga, let′s get us another sack
Let's get a phat dime, maybe we go half on the zig-zags
I love the cheeba and I might just be an addict
I′m rollin through the hood causin all the fuckin static
A tight eyed hoodlum, that's what your parents call me
A victim of a bastard child my mother spawned me
Motherfuckers say you shouldn′t do drugs
But weed is not a drug, it massages my jug mug
Besides, the shit it really does me no harm
It's better than me havin needle marks in my arm
So I′mma keep puffin and slurpin on the brew
And if you don't like what I'm sayin, I′ll roll you up and smoke you
And get so high, so high that I can reach up to the ceiling
And then I′m in the mood for some of that sexual healing
But just remember, it's really not what you do it′s how you do it
Cause y'all can smoke the most but all these niggas here are doin it

Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime
Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime

Yeah bitch I smoke but ho I don′t geek
Two nice phat dimes, dude it'll last me a week
You got these fiends smokin crack with they head goin in circles
But I′mma smoke my weed until my lips turn purple
I take a square to work, I guess that's why I'm always late
Couple of hits, that′s all I take, -coughing- saves me from my flake
And after that I clock out, I go home, I get high
Smoke my weed and drink my brew so that my mouth don′t get dry
I get blowed, bitch, I'm not afraid to admit
Off that weed, yes indeed, better believe I keeps the good shit

Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime
Smokin that weed, feelin fine
Got me a 40 and a phat ass dime