Project Pat, Lord Infamous - Smokin Out lyrics

Smokin out like Chief Wahoo hoo
Chase it down with the liquor and brew brew
Pass it round that's the way we do do
Somebody get this dope cause
I'm through through

Roll up a blunt like light up the green
Eyes red as fire I'm on promethazine
Roll up another one dipped in the sizzurp
Save it for later mane
Cause it wouldn't h-izz-urt
Soon as the thunder enters my lungs ah
I start gettin hungry wheres that bologna
Crackers and cheese zuzus and whams
Icy white honey bun ooohh there I am
Go an light another one constantly smokin'
Turn up a 45 drankin and chokin
Started smoking weed real young with my peers
So full of dope smoke comin out my ears
Burnt fingernails ain't made no sales
Ya'll might be short an ounce
Or two on them scales
To hell with that fool go an take a pull
We cheefin all night and we stay gettin food

You ask if Lord were a drug a drug
Ay what drug would Lord be he be
Yo Lord would be a pound of weed
But no stems no sticks no seeds
It's just because I believe
Ah in cannabis sativa
In my L-U-N-G-S I keep the sticky green ah
Puffahontas puff a peace pipe ridin
On my peet ah whats my favorite flower? It's
That marijuana leaf ah
I keep ah, uh, the L the O the R the D
I be on the B-L the U-N T
I brew a cup of shrooms and
Break down the B-A-G ah
Purple kush pretty bush Cheech n
Chong in me ah i'm the Scarecrow me in
The Ville protecting acres
Smoke it out the bong, a swisher leaf
Yes even papers