Chorus: Bizzy Bone & Bluelight
Keep Smokin
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin
I'm the weedman.I'm the weedman; yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smoking
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, yeah boi, wear corduroy
[Bizzy Bone]
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da done hit my burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of burb
It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin
Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga
Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby
When I'm smokin I'm working, and I'm hurtin, hurtin
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah
Past overdose comatose, see a
See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper
Roll it up, sellin my kin folk
And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little B.B gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked
Keep Smokin
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin
I'm the weedman.I'm the weedman; yeah boi, wear corduroy
I've gotta keep on smoking
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin
I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, yeah boi, wear corduroy
[Bizzy Bone]
Hey, gimme some herbs, the word
Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard
Thai-da-da-da done hit my burb
Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served
And a fifth of burb
It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin
Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga
Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it
Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin
Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain
Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby
When I'm smokin I'm working, and I'm hurtin, hurtin
Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah
Past overdose comatose, see a
See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper
Roll it up, sellin my kin folk
And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo
And you can hook it up, need no friends though
See, little B.B gives no weed fees when your ends low
We can get smoked
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