Twiztid - Bagz lyrics

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Start smokin start smokin y'all

Mad bagz of weed

(Madrox)

If it ain't green it aint us, your parents hate us

Because we smell like cannabis and remind 'em of the incubus

Another freek of the night

With accessible roach clips, bongs and weed pipes

(Monoxide)

We comin wit the straight 28, a full OZ

Only fuckin wit the weed you can keep the nose bleed

Mash on you haters actin like you know me

Twiztid motherfucker, what you got on my tree?

(Madrox)

I smoke it down to the ass end, burnin lips and finger tips

On for helly shit, take a bullet and I'm passin it

Right into the ashtray where it belongs

From the bag, to the J, to the tray, to the bong

(Monoxide)

Smoke a lot of weed, cloud 9, space flyin

People try to front like they don't but I can see inside 'em

Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session

And I'ma smoke it all up quick without question

I hope you brought the papers, you know I brought the trees

So roll another joint, and hand that bitch to me

We do this everyday, so come get high with me

No matter what they tell us, this is reality

(Monoxide)

Eyes blue all red I'm lookin faded

Clothes stank like bud, and my finger tips is always resinated

We burnin ganja wit the windows up

I gotta QP, of good green rolled, ready to puff

(Madrox)

We smoke entirely to much trees for average folks

But I never said that I was average, I like to smoke

Mad bags of weed, no stems, no seeds

All I really want, and all I really need

(Monoxide)

I gotta tell you bitches, it ain't no smokin for free

If you aint fuckin wit me

Don't put your lips up on my motherfucking trees

Wrap your surroundings like a Zig-Zag

Light your whole block with the flame and take a big drag

(Madrox)

We blaze trees on the highways and the driveways

In the casket I keep an Axe and a fat sack

With a Zig-Zag, for the two blunt trademark

Trees every studio session we gettin sparked

I hope you brought the papers, you know I brought the trees

So roll another joint, and hand that bitch to me

We do this everyday, so come get high with me

No matter what they tell us, this is reality

(Madrox)

We smoke weed everyday, regardless what you say

And every single night with the Get-Right

You need to get up, and shut up, with all dat pride

And all you non-smokin niggas, get the fuck outside

(Monoxide)

Only weed smokers up in this bitch tonite

Thick clouds of weed smoke, green like Kryptonite

I don't drink, shoot-up, or take X

Only three loves in life is bud, death and sex

(Madrox)

Gimme gimme green leaves, laced up with Hashish

When ya ridin dirty, watch for police

Listen and learn, cause I would never steer you wrong

Knowledge gets accumulated like resins in bongs

(bong noise)

I hope you brought the papers, you know I brought the trees

So roll another joint, and hand that bitch to me

We do this everyday, so come get high with me

No matter what they tell us, this is reality

I hope you brought the papers, you know I brought the trees

So roll another joint, and hand that bitch to me

We do this everyday, so come get high with me

No matter what they tell us, this is reality

Thanks to ninjalo monkey for correcting these lyrics