I smoke chewy like a mother ****ing nut You got a gram bag get the zags and roll her up 'cause a ***** like me, cant fake it when im high Get the visine for the tight red eyes Jumped in the Cutlass with the *****s from the set The blunt went out, but we aint done yet Get another one blaze like its barbeque beef it aint nuttin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth yea, im a skinny 6'5" ************ if u didnt know me, you would think i was a clucker but im not a clucker im a dodger and a ducker come a lil closer im a show u im a punch ya and if i cant beat u get my gun and im a buck ya turn u over like a ***** pull out my **** and im a **** ya like a fiend for the **** ill tweak 4 15's in ur trunk thats beat proper ass amps zapco, alpine put the coke on the dash roll a dolla do a line pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3 or the funky ***t by the I.M.P now im high like a mother****ing jet **** a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set slang these thangs and **** these hoes, one line at a time goes up a *****s nose the ***t clean my sinuses just like a shower indo or tide blend it in with the powder now im chewy high with a hard ass **** ooh there goes my pager could it be a trick ***** oooh its Janine, she licked my **** clean cum right away bring a dime bag of **** Like a ***** thats sick, caught up in the groove Kill the ***** bust a nut and like a vet stick and move Out of that house a quickie I know she got mad Because I killed it and I didn't bring the **** I did bring the **** but I left in my Cutty Did you really think I would smoke some dank with you dummy? (yeah) No, Dre Dog won't die See my ***** Cougnut ***** let's get high He said I got the drank and you got the dank He said my ***** Dre Dog Frisco is the place For me to get high and you to get drunk We smoke **** we rap and these hoes we fuuck Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that girl Rush Mr. Cee so I could tie me up a curl Out that shop hoes do jock See my Cutty in a rag I will drop top See the freak on the block I think her name was Kim Just stole her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim I said hi how you doin, my name is Dre Dog You give me your number I'll give you a call She said my hair looked proper as it blew in the wind But I can't have her number 'cause I ****ed her best friend It's a pity I'm a ***** that just don't care Except for my **** my money and hair 'cause everywhere I go it's the same damn song ***** smoke more **** than Cheech and Chong I love to tell the truth but I'm such a good liar The Dre Dog ***** smoke more than Richard Pryor I'm true to the **** that I smoke no joke Check me right now there's a gram in my coat ******* blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?) Rubber car keys and ID that's fake And rhymes do pay so my pockets do grow I snort so much snow that they should call me Dre Blow 'cause I don't drink beer I don't drink gin Bust the freak hit the ***** then I try to **** her friends Dre Dog don't laugh ain't a damn thing funny When *****s talk to freaks who ain't got no money I done smoke enough blunts fool to fill my brain Chewy boy do me raw cut ******* And *****s get pumped when they smell dank-a-roma When they smell dank-a-roma then they know I'm on the corner They offer me drank but I don't get drunk I smoke **** I rap and these hoes I ****
I smoke chewy like a mother ****ing nut You got a gram bag get the zags and roll her up 'cause a ***** like me, cant fake it when im high Get the visine for the tight red eyes Jumped in the Cutlass with the *****s from the set The blunt went out, but we aint done yet Get another one blaze like its barbeque beef it aint nuttin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth yea, im a skinny 6'5" ************ if u didnt know me, you would think i was a clucker but im not a clucker im a dodger and a ducker come a lil closer im a show u im a punch ya and if i cant beat u get my gun and im a buck ya turn u over like a ***** pull out my **** and im a **** ya like a fiend for the **** ill tweak 4 15's in ur trunk thats beat proper ass amps zapco, alpine put the coke on the dash roll a dolla do a line pump RBL's maybe 1 2 3 or the funky ***t by the I.M.P now im high like a mother****ing jet **** a 9 to 5 im a juke on the set slang these thangs and **** these hoes, one line at a time goes up a *****s nose the ***t clean my sinuses just like a shower indo or tide blend it in with the powder now im chewy high with a hard ass **** ooh there goes my pager could it be a trick ***** oooh its Janine, she licked my **** clean cum right away bring a dime bag of **** Like a ***** thats sick, caught up in the groove Kill the ***** bust a nut and like a vet stick and move Out of that house a quickie I know she got mad Because I killed it and I didn't bring the **** I did bring the **** but I left in my Cutty Did you really think I would smoke some dank with you dummy? (yeah) No, Dre Dog won't die See my ***** Cougnut ***** let's get high He said I got the drank and you got the dank He said my ***** Dre Dog Frisco is the place For me to get high and you to get drunk We smoke **** we rap and these hoes we fuuck Ooh I'm high as hell from snorting that girl Rush Mr. Cee so I could tie me up a curl Out that shop hoes do jock See my Cutty in a rag I will drop top See the freak on the block I think her name was Kim Just stole her in the Cutty like Iceberg Slim I said hi how you doin, my name is Dre Dog You give me your number I'll give you a call She said my hair looked proper as it blew in the wind But I can't have her number 'cause I ****ed her best friend It's a pity I'm a ***** that just don't care Except for my **** my money and hair 'cause everywhere I go it's the same damn song ***** smoke more **** than Cheech and Chong I love to tell the truth but I'm such a good liar The Dre Dog ***** smoke more than Richard Pryor I'm true to the **** that I smoke no joke Check me right now there's a gram in my coat ******* blunts (what?) and hip hop tapes (what?) Rubber car keys and ID that's fake And rhymes do pay so my pockets do grow I snort so much snow that they should call me Dre Blow 'cause I don't drink beer I don't drink gin Bust the freak hit the ***** then I try to **** her friends Dre Dog don't laugh ain't a damn thing funny When *****s talk to freaks who ain't got no money I done smoke enough blunts fool to fill my brain Chewy boy do me raw cut ******* And *****s get pumped when they smell dank-a-roma When they smell dank-a-roma then they know I'm on the corner They offer me drank but I don't get drunk I smoke **** I rap and these hoes I ****
