Waiting for the weed man...
progbeatz
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So my guy finally called me back and he's gonna swing by with the chronic,but now I got a few hours to kill.You know how it is when you haven't smoked in a while and you're jonesing like a mofo?What do I do for the next few hours?I'm uptight as fuck.
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Open your little black book and find a friendly female to enjoy your herb with!!
i've always but at times it can be
In this time of bammer weed
As a Louie I know just what I need (What ya need cuddie?)
I need an eighth of sticky gooey
and when I get this eighth I'm blowin with the Louies
Help me out
I need an eighth of sticky gooey
and when I get this eighth I'm blowin with the Louies
Help me out
7 a.m. in the mornin and the monkey`s at my bed
Got me cravin` and enslavin` I need some dope for my head
And I be hittin Backwoods fo I hit the hood no doubt
Monkey on my back turnked out
Cause It`s 3.5 on my rictor scale
And if the sack aint obese you wont make the sale
I need an eighth big bodies sayin
When you bring my sh*t make sure my sh*t aint hay
Cause if it`s hay when you bring it
I`ma get to wingin ghetto bing bingin leave a nigga head ringin
Fo show 3.5 of indo
Cause heads turn and bitches scream
when my man he pulled out that sticky green
It was sticky gooey residuey
one more time for my niggas in the looie
I can`t spend on Versace that could buy me too much weed
As a louie I need gooey cause the gooey`s what I need... help me
And they be rollin fat vegas we stay smokin major
and niggas be wantin to hate us because we straight playas
But ask them other niggas bout my crew and what we doin and
We blowin cryp and that`s the motherfuckin truth man
And you know man we aint no Kurt Doggs blowin big things turf hoggs
Hit the block blowin Backwoods and sew it up like a mac should you know
And Sugarwolfeezy off the heezy eat em` up best belive me with the louies
And it was Dubee comin through on the sticky gooey biotch
Grab the bud get the scissors and cut it
Grab the razor the blunt must be gutted
Up the middle like a fullback
You know we recycle the contact
I'm dope dogg beeyitch stay smokin major
need a fast sack better hit me on my pager
Elbows and ten sacks
zlouie hold that, big bomb pillows take ya way back
My bag is getting smaller and my man aint callin back
If he don't call by tomorrow
I`m gonna have to start on black. call me... damn
(*Cell Phone Rings*)
Hello
Hey what`s up my louie
Hey man when the f**k is you comin` man
Man three minutes
I need an eighth know what I mean (I got some killer brown)
Don`t want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green
'Cause if it's Bobby don't come around me
I need that sh*t from Humboldt County
420 Paraquat sh*t that make you cough up snot
Three and a half no more no less in a Backwood it'll bust ya chest
Have a grown man cryin tears sayin damn I aint been this high in years
That Indo only in Cali grown and we`ve got fat sacks in the Valley Joe
Blowin` big bomb at my house and leavin niggas stuck with cotton mouth
I need an eighth
That sh*t taste hella good
Sorry I took so long.