E-40, Daz Dillinger, Kokane, Snoop Dogg, Kurupt - What You Smokin' On lyrics

Smoke-smoke-smokin! Fucked up mayne
E 40, Snoop Dogg, The Dogg Pound
(I’m high as fuck) intoxicated, elevated
My heart just won’t calm down

Gettin' right
Smokin' on a burrito wrapped tight up there
Sittin' on the edge of the
Moon like Mac Tonight
Key, show me in the Bible where
It say you can’t smoke weed, proceed
Inhale, exhale blow donut signs
With the smoke, choke
Breathe (breathe) , follow my lead, indica seeds, hydroponic leaves
Spinach, broccoli, greens
Life is much better than it seems
Kinda feel like I got wings
At the piz party after this melly
I'm tryin' to get her to do some things
Got a 2 liter bottle a Sprite an
A fifth of that there Landy
And a non-smoker sweet red Dixie
Cup for a ashtray
Towels up under the door so don’t
Put the smoke detector out but
Here come Hector the ho' protector security
Tryin' to kick us out
Sayin' we talkin' hella loud
Warnin' me an ma guests (guests)
Told us we gotta leave if there’s one
More complaint at the front desk
Smokin' an drinkin' is what I does
I don’t know about you
But imagine wakin' up in the mornin'
With nothin' else to do (nothin else to do)
Bitch!

What you sippin' on, so faded
What you smokin' on, so faded
Intoxicated, elevated
My heart just won’t calm down

A Rikki Tikki Tembo, we got that indo
Right from the intro, nope that's pretendo
Mi no comprendo, back out my Benzo a
C on 71, I let the wind blow
Trunk bumpin' that shit
My big cousin Earl he keep a cup of that shit
See I been tryna roll tryna ride
While I step on a slide
While I reppin that, mothafuckin west side
That’s where we come from, sling shots
Marbles an double dutch
I keep two guns so they call me double clutch
Pop three, yahtzee, Carlo Rossi
Earl hit Calvin den he round up d posse
Set it off, let it off, pow pow
Like Indians we had a big pow wow
We got da alcohol, we got d vegetables
Original, magical, mystical, twisted pal

I’m high, I’m tryna get grounded
Bonkin dat new shit, alumni drownin
Everythang around me, stop at
D light I’m stuck
I can’t help it I’m high as fuck
Dibble dabble wit d kush an I mix it up wit
D acid I roll it up in d blanket
I hit it an look at Daz
Like damn dat shit is bombin
I’m faded, only in Cali dese are legal
We medicated
I’m so elevated, so so levitated
Toe down from d floor up
You know I’m culptivated
Equal it all out, forty grams on d scale
Sixty bout to switch dis out
It’s time to inhale inhale
Smokin on dem swishies
For ma niggas an bitches
You know who got dat bom bom, we
So come get wid us
Huff, puff in d sky an I can’t come down
High as a mothafucka it’s E 40 an Dogg Pound
(pow)