Smoov-E - Laced With Hash lyrics
rate meAww no (yea)
Here we go again
Once mo gin' (here we go again)
Back in sebastopol (sebastopol)
With my hash friend (my hash friend)
Smoov-E (smoov-e)
Understand me
Smoov muthafuckin e
And me MD
From the V
I come from a place where the dope fiends base
And it's hard to keep the rollers out your face
Keep a strap on your lap in the back in the sack
And a fat Zapco for the bass (for the bass)
X, sex, latex
Leather coats by avirex
Hyphy fools in nike shoes
We play to win, don't like to lose
A lot of playa cats in cal bear hats
Lookin for some chassis on the loose (chassis on the loose)
Golddiggin bitches tryna get into ya riches
Now tell me ain't that the truth
Is you pimpin ain't no slippin, nigga try to get it hella quick
We rhyme, grind all the time sometimes might pull a lick
hella hoggish, slightly doggish
September till the end of august
It's me MD in the place to be
Back with my cutthoat Smoov-E
When I'm weedless
I'm a pimp
And I need this
We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)
And sometimes it's laced with hash (not laced with hash)
They shakes (they shakes) they ass (they ass)
Sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)
My girlfriend caroline took just a little bit of this
Not only is gone her mind and her body
but two of her girlfriends
Snow white (who?)
This is 65 african ganji
I want you to take me to... yo house (yo house)
Put some isotoners on... my feet (my feet)
Pay for the wheels on... my wagon (my wagon)
You know
Pick up the tab on the pants that I'm saggin (I'm saggin)
Cause that's what you need to do (that's what you need to do)
Like that girl (like that girl)
That's what you need to do
You by yourself, didn't bring sex
Can't hang with E all the macs
With no head on your shoulders
You think we're being cold but boy it gets colder
Boulder bash your expectations
Hot with heat when it comes to relations
You live a dream but you ain't got heem
Tell me you a balla but you ain't got a team
Can't break a bitch no skill
Hoe betta bring me my pills
You can't play me with ya old mercedez
Gotta give some for the grown man gravy
Hazey baby come with cabbage
Three new bras is a weekly avarege
A young mac go and dig threw her purse
Hit it from the back
Climbing in a verse
She had high socks and skirt like a nurse
She wasn't that fine but it sure gets worse
Might start slow with a quick finish
Hands to the head
Wouldn't hold in it
Wiggle what ya momma gave ya
Don't my my behavior
Wiggle what ya poppa gave ya
Don't mind my missbehavior
We smokes (we smokes) our grass (our grass)
And sometimes it's laced with hash (not laced with hash)
They shakes (they shakes) they ass (they ass)
And sometimes we take they cash (we take they cash)
Her name was Ronnda
She liked Marijuana
And let me hit it in the back of her honda
That afgani hash come in handy
With a hat to the side big d in the ride take you out your panties
Her name was Ronnda
She liked Ganja
And let me hit it in the back of her honda
That afgani hash come in handy
With a hat to the side big d in the ride take you out your panties
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