Jetpack Jones - Ganja Man lyrics

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(Intro)

Uh, it's the ganja man, ganja man

(Verse)

Blessed to see another day when my kind is in danger

I got a text from my homie, he's ?

Said he needed some weed cuz he been dealin' with the single

Workin' part time as a waiter

I told him, Gray, you young to leave a job undone

You gon' make it now, let's get back to this paper

He's promotin' so he wanna count the scraper when he get on

So all his old haters he can shit on

Served the nigga his weed and told him get on

Now his sister hit me on the beeper

I'm kinda busy but I'm tryna see her

I need a break from all the sellin' reefa

Deep pussy, but my pockets deeper

I be gettin' this bread, I be breakin' down grams while she's givin' me head

On the left coast, nigga, ain't sunshine

And all the time west coast killas give a fuck about yo state of mind

(Hook x2)

Uh, it's the ganja man, ganja man

Grams, afes, ounces, pounds

It's the ganja man, ganja man

Cash, gon' get it now

(Verse 2)

I got a fam that grows, get my supply for the low

And if we goin' on stage got supply for the show

Ambition to the hustle I apply it and go

On a mission, betta quick, it ain't no time to be slow

Don't keep the customers waitin' cuz they impatience is small

And I can understand the feelin', can too wait for the dro

Keep my moves under radar away from the hate-dar

Pocket full of Ben Franks and raw paper

Announce it like that so my story corrupt

If ya talkin' bout the money, I'mma get it on top

If we talkin' bout the honeys, they around me, they fine

I got a dime on my dawg, hit the bone and she hot

Why ya try to short me shawty, I know we go back

34 nate won't cut it, that's throw back

This new money, we from the future

You hangin' so ya can smoke, but I ain't ?

Ganja man

(Hook x2)

It's the ganja man, ganja man

Grams, afes, ounces, pounds

It's the ganja man, ganja man

Cash, gon' get it now