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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Banks
Vocals
50 Cent
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Lloyd
Songwriter
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
Tony Cottrell
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Snoop Dogg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hi-Tek
Producer
K. Miller
Recording Engineer
Steve Daniel Baughman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I know I ain't supposed to smoke in here
But Mr. Bouncer man, don't put your motherfuckin' hands on me
Can I get high without you botherin' me?
Everybody you see in here tonight's
Doin' the same thing, so why you keep player hatin' on me?
Can I get high without you botherin' me?
[Verse 2]
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
[Verse 3]
I admit I got a problem, I keep comin' back for these
Dodo bags, they're not your yak or your sack o' seeds
I chill, sit back on the sofa and relax my knees
And roll one up loose enough to make the backwards breathe
I blow a heavy load, you kids attract some G's
'Cause I'm a smoker, too much of this would choke ya
I don't mean to provoke ya, but I'm a bad influence
A musician can't operate without his instruments
My recent success gradually got your bitch convinced
Haters mad they can't look inside 'cause I pitched the tents
I enter the club with baggies of that chocolate
The second hand smoke'll make a **** wanna start shit
Sometimes I think 'bout where the **** from the start went
Raise up a lighter and fuck up the whole apartment
It's just one of the things that I do in my spare time
My bad habits ain't private so I'ma share mine
[Verse 4]
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
[Verse 5]
Now they put they hands out 'cause of the way shit been
I say, you **** ain't smokin' if you don't chip in
Listen, I waited long for these rocks to glisten
From that one room pad without a pot to piss in
Although betrayal is not forgiven
I do this for my **** locked up, that's comin' home to lobster livin'
Helpin' the cops forbidden
'Bout to buy momma her own mansion
Just so I could see her pop the ribbon
That cali bud's special, so special I held the blunt so long
Snoop had to tell me
Pass the weed, nephew
Fuck rap, I'm the wrong one to get pissed off
'Cause the pope'll make you jump like criss cross
My **** dead and it's hard to let go
So I'm blowin' on that wet dough, same color as gecko
We follow hood codes and everybody in the Sentinel
We gas 'em and fuck 'em and pass 'em, what you expect ho?
[Verse 6]
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
[Verse 7]
Say you want to blow with the best of them
Yes, yes, I bested them
Blazed up the purple palm tree
I told him, don't mess with them
I warned them, new testament
Do you wanna smoke with me?
Weed rollin', G strollin', bad mouthin', muhfucka
Law breakin', pimp slappin' **** for the fuck of it
Hip hop and zip lock and rip rockin' gang banger
Thought you was an actor, thought I was a singer
Thought about ridin' but you say you wanna hang tough
DPG Unit, sounds like danger
You might wanna manage your anger
Hang with us and stop smokin' on the same stuff
Now lay back on the loft
This new weed that I got, I call it face off
'Cause it'll blow your face off and that's a figure of speech
My **** a beast, on me from the west to the east, preach
[Verse 8]
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
La la, la la, I be smokin'
It hittin' me right, I'll be loc'ing
Them bullshit trees you be rollin'
Barely give you a buzz, me? I get high
Written by: C. Lloyd, Calvin Broadus, Curtis James Jackson, Jackson Donovan Walker, Tony Cottrell