Cheeba Cheeba

When I get to a party to get it started

I grab the microphone and rock it cold-hearted

Go behind the curtains while my fans just point

You know what Loc's doin', I'm blazin' a joint

'Cause it seems a lot of times, I'm at my best

After some indica or a bowl of sess

I'm creatin', multiplyin', big time supplyin'

Enough bud to keep the whole party high on

I might get ill and roll an eighth in one hooter

Park my Benz or cold jet out on my scooter

Bail to the coast, take a hell of a skunk

Twist up a big baba of this serious dope

Smoke it down to the nub, use my roach clip

So much damn resin, it's starting to drip

It ain't harmful like heroin, it's also cheaper

That's why I'm glad, homeboy, that I

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Man, don't cha hate it when you ain't go no weed?

It seems about the time you really you need

To get high, get full, you know, get blasted

Keep ya singin', the high it really lasted

Rollin' around tryin' not to get popped

By the boys, the pigs, the rollers, the cops

Pullin' up in one spot to see what they're all about

Suckers noddin' their head, tellin' you they're all out

You go back to the crib, pick up the telephone

You try everybody so I guess you call Tone

'Cause I can buy an O.Z. or go buy a dime

I can pay cash for her, I can get it on time

It really makes no difference long as I get lit

Roll it in my Zig Zag and take a big bong hit

'Cause after the bud, my rhymes start flowin'

Never gettin' shorter, uh-uh, they always knowin'

I'm maxin', relaxin', but never taxin'

No need for you to keep on askin'

If it is it, if the shit is the shit

'Cause when it comes to smokin' cheeba, you know my shit is legit

You're the student, and I'm the teacher

I'm not a minister or reverend, I'm not a preacher

So, excuse me while I call time

'Cause I'ma take a few hits in the middle of this rhyme

Cheeba, got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

One day I was coolin' with my homeboy Seal, chill

Getting fucked up in his Coupe De Ville, still

I wasn't too high to know what I was doin'

Went to the store, copped some more brew and

Came back to the car, tried to be a winner

Rolled up all my roaches, barely made a pinner

I wasn't upset, I had more at the house

But I was savin' it for later, when I get with my spouse

'Cause when we're together, blazin' the cheeba

She does things to me as if you can't believe, uh

I'm not talkin' kinky or nothin' obscene

But it's not too far off, if you know what I mean

She'll take me upstairs, lay me down on the bed

Pull off the Fila shorts and start givin' me hizead

If I'm the boo, yo, I'd do the same

She must love it, she ain't never complained

There'll be moanin', kickin', a lot of screamin'

I work it so hard that she starts steamin'

You know how it is after a couple of wooers

She's my subject and I am the ruler

She's my freak, y'all, but she's no skeeza

One thing for sure, the girl's always

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Got that cheeba

Cheeba cheeba

Two weeks ago when I was writin' this rhyme

I had the hydroponic, boy, that high was fine

I had two joints, one for me and my homie

After half a smoke, he didn't even know me

His eyes were so tight, they was helluva red

He could barely hold them up, they was heavy as lead

An hour went by, he said, "Loc, I'm kinda hungry"

I said, "Oh shit! This brother's got the munchies!"

Got off my couch, put my Gucci's on my feet

Went to the 7-11, it was right up the street

I ordered everything edible off the shelf

He thought it was shared, I ate it all myself

When we got back to the car, headed north then south

Just needed a drink, I had a cotton mouth

We had so much food, didn't know where to start

At the Häagan Dazs, or Kellogg's Pop Tarts

Big bags of chips, gallons of dips

Took me a week to get the taste off my lips

I ate so much, miserable is how I felt

Almost busted out my pants, had to loosen my belt

Kickin' at the tube, watchin' none better than

You know the king of late night, yeah, Dave Letterman

Not too hilarious, jokes kinda plain

But everything is funny when you're smoking Mary Jane

Mary Jane

Mary Jane

Tell 'em 'bout it, baby

I'm in love with Mary Jane

She's my main thing

She makes me feel all right

She makes my heart sing

Mary Jane