| I'll Be Smokin� You By: SYRE Featuring: Pot Man, Puff Daily, and the THC�s (From the song "I'll Be Missing You" by Puff Daddy and One-Twelve) [Intro: Pot Man] Every day I wake up I think I'm dreamin� I can't believe anything Can't believe I'm still loaded Sometimes it's just hard for a stoner to wake up It's hard to find more goodies It's like I feel empty inside without drugs bein' there I would do anything man, to buy an ounce Even just one hit, or dime of pot I saw Smiley today He gave me some stuff It was the greatest It's always been the greatest I smoked one big Can't wait till that day, when I see Smiley again I can't wait till that day, when I smoke that stuff again... [SYRE] Yeah... this right here (get 'em high) Goes out, to everyone, that has smoked somethin' That they truly loved (c'mon, smoke it up) [Verse One: Puff Daily] Can't remember yesterday, so how'd it go? I laced the crack, you chopped the �dro? So far from hangin� on the block for mo� Stupid po-lice, you got to know that Life ain't fun without that stuff I need (uh-uh) So please don�t confiscate that bag of weed Gimme that bong, I�m such a fiend Took so much acid, think I�m in a dream (that's right) Purple hippos, that�s what I see And alligators comin� after me Reminisce some time, but those amphetamines (uh-huh) Made me black it out, I�ll try those again 6 birdies, all that crack to conceal Can't imagine all the pain I feel Give anything to take half your meth (half your meth) I know I�ll be smokin� the bong, after death [Chorus: SYRE] Every hit I take, every time I�m baked Every single day, every bit of yay I'll be smokin� you E and Special K, how much does it weigh? Got a key of cake, why don�t you partake? I'll be smokin� you [SYRE] Hand me a Zig [Verse Two: Puff Daily] It�s not that hard to smuggle a pound (yeah) But I�m scared as hell of drug hounds (eheh) Cannabis sativa for two Blunt for me, a blunt for you Till the day I fry my brain That�s not far off, I�m no longer sane Memories won�t come back to me (uh-huh) THC All I need�s a QP My stash, I just can�t seem to find (can't find) Shouldn�t have hid it when I was so high I need my fix, snortin� up pixie stix Throw some crank in the mix Takin� hits, from needles, pipes, bowls and bongs The crack house is where I belong (doc, I think he�s gone) You�d get loaded if you smelt my breath (loaded breath) I know that I�m suffering from cerebral death [Chorus: SYRE] Every hit I take, every time I�m baked Every single day, every bit of yay I'll be smokin� you E and Special K, how much does it weigh? Got a key of cake, why don�t you partake? I'll be smokin� you [Pot Man] Please help me I�m so hiiiiigh [Interlude: Pot Man] On that morning When this high is over I know I'll need some fooood [Outro: The THC�s] Every bit of yay, every hit I take Every time I�m baked, every single day Every bit of yay, every step I take [P. Daily] Once this high passes Every time I�m baked, every single day [P. Daily] I�m going to go visit Smiley [P. Daily] And I�ll get loaded again Every bit of yay, every hit I take [P. Daily] I love the drugs... and I won't stop Every time I�m baked, every single day [P. Daily] Cause I can't stop... that's right Every bit of yay, every hit I take Every time I�m baked, every single day [P. Daily] Yo pass the weed [Music fades, singers collapse on floor laughing, crying, crapping their pants�] |
| This song is dedicated to James Schryer. You�re my biggest costumer. Your abnormal drug needs are sending all 27 of my illegitimate children through college. And my baby�s mamas are real happy about that. I wouldn�t be driving a platinum plated Shelby GT 500 if it wasn�t for your recent purchase of a bathtub full of coke and opium. Why you requested a bathtub, I don�t know, but you paid in cash and that�s what matters. Oh, and that shipment of Columbia�s Finest just came in. I rolled it up in pages from a Britney Spears magazine, just like you asked. Pick it up any time, dogg. |
| -Smiley (From the Northside) |
| PS- I hope you all think this song is... TIGHT yo! |
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