I Got Five on It (Aphrodite Original Dub Plate) Luniz

Creep on it, on it...
See I'm ridin' high, high...
Kinda broke it seem to y'all
So all I got is five, I got five

[Yukmouth]
Playa, give me some brew and I might just chill
But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
I got some bucks on it but it ain't enuff on it
Go get the S-t. I-d-e-s
Never the less I'm hella fresh rollin' joints like a cigarette
So pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong
I'm gone, beatin' my chest like King Kong
It's on, wrap my lips around a 40
And when it comes to get another stogie, fools all kick in like Shinobi
No, me ain't no homie to begin with
It's too many heads to be poppin' it at my friend hit-bit
Unless you pull out the phat crispy
Five dollar bill on the real, before it's history
Cause fools be havin' them vaccum lungs
An if you let 'em hit it for free You hella "dum-du-dum-dum"
I come to school with the taylor on my earlobe
Avoidin' all the thick teasers, skeezers and weirdos
That be blowin' off the land like "Where tha bomb at?"
Give me two bucks, you take a puff and pass my bomb back
Suck up the dank like a slurpy, the serious
Bomb will make a nigga go delirious
Like Eddie Murphy. I got more growin' pains than Maggie
Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie