Suga Free

Suga Free - Doe Doe and a Skunk lyrics

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Chorus:

Smokin' on that doe doe and a skunk

As I bump with the humps in the trunk

I'm sippin' on that Hennesey because it's all good

As I bounce to a party in the hood

(x2)

Verse 1:

[Suga Free]

Slide, slide, slippety slide

Because I heard it was a party jumpin' on the Westside

Ride, Dogg, show me your eyes

So I'ma drink this Hennesey and give my head a real drive

Now the rat-tat-tat-tat strapped on my back-back

Nothin' jacked but the cracker playa hater talkin' smack

'Cause the party that I'm headed fo' is oh so deep

And it's a Tony Lang thang so I'm bound to creep

Now Suga Free don't dance, but I might tonight

And my hoes can't go until my money is right

Now I'm about to get go after I G up from the feet up

And roll this weed up, let the car heat up, speed up with the beat up

And roll. Baby hold that stearin wheel while I roll this indo

Better known as the magic wand, the bomb, the antidote

The twilight smoker, of all smoke

As I swerve by the curb on some herb gettin' smoked

Hittin' 16 switches is the life

While your girl send you to players anonymous, I perform like the Macs

I sell her dreams to her like a quiet storm

The only reason why baby wear panties is to keep her ankles warm

As I tip top out the Cadillac

I see my homie DJ Quik and Tony Lang with that sticky green thang

[?Tony Lang?]

theres neva been an interplantery type of high

that could prevent a player from gettin' his pie, so let me fly

Chorus

Verse 2:

[Suga Free]

Sway, as I begin to hit the Chronic I see birds

I'm paranoid but I still want that herb

Somebody wet me with the lac cause my cotton mouth is back but I'm feelin' superb

I'm in la-la land and I'm tweaking

I'm in la-la land, but I see these girls freaking

I'm in la-la land, time to start creepin'

One two three, I emerge as a G

The Chronic got my membrane stuck

I'm Suga Free and I don't give a huff

And my eyes are oh so low

That I can barely focus in on my folks

Sway, it's reserved, as I tip-toe

Slip and slide to the flow where the ?heatho?

Really though, here we go ho

Foe everytime I look around I see hoes

So many different freaks to be chose

So what you sayin'? What you sayin'?

Spit that game and bust these hoes

fin ta seperate a pupppy from a dog, how?

Got you niggas slippin' with this freakin, bow wow

That babe was took, her skirt got hooked, her man got shook

Cause that's the way it's written down in a players book

To a bitch thinkin' just like glue

Don't let her bounce off me, so we can stick on you

Now if you got a sack of weed say "Right, right"

Now hold it up and wave it from side to side

Cause your party ain't a party if you ain't got weed

Woman cloud and contact smoke that I can book breath

Yeah I can feel my heart beat

It's Suga Free, come take this weed from me

And something's wrong, I think I'm sprung, off of that tweed.. Suga Free

And I feel so high, my mouth is dry

But I wanna fly in the sky and say goodbye as I rise

Seems.. As I take a deep breath from that boo-boo AKA the chronic

Not that boo-bop that you got

Seperate mine from yours, fool, I want the bomb

That every other bud head do

The surgeon general has just informed you and I

To inhale and exhale, to breathale my bale well

Chorus 4x

Smokin on that doe doe and a skunk...

Thanks to James for these lyrics

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