Creep on it

Yeah see I'm ridin' higher and higher

Kinda broke so ya know all I gots 5 I got 5

Player give me some brew and I might just chill

But I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill

I'm 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 the T I D E S

Never the less

I'm hella fresh rollin' joints like the 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 my homie to begin with

It's too many heads to be poppin' at my friend hit it

Unless you pull out the phat crispy

Five dollar bill on the real before its history

'Cause fools be havin' them vacuum lungs

An if you let 'em hit it for free you hella

Dum dum dum dum

I come to school with the Taylor on my earlobe

Avoidin' all the thick teasers skeezers and weirdoes

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 nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy

I got more growin' pains than Maggie

'Cause homies nag me to take the dank out of the baggie

I got 5 on it

Grab your 40 let's get keyed

I got 5 on it

Messin' wit that Indo w**d

I got 5 on it

It's got me stuck and not go back

I got 5 on it

Partna let's go half on a sack

I take sacks to the face whenever I can

Don't need no crutch

I'm so keyed up

'Till the joint be burnin' my hand

Next time I roll it in a hampa to burn slo

So the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand bra

Hoochies can hit but they know they got to pitch in

Then I roll a joint that's longer than your extension

'Cause I'll be d**ned if you get high off me for free

Hell no you betta bring your own spliff chief

Wassup don't babysit that better pass the joint

Stop hittin' 'cause you know ya got Asthma

Crack a 40 open homie and guzzle it

'Cause I know the w**d in my system is gettin' lonely

I gotta take a whiz test to my P O

I know I failed 'cause I done smoked major w**d bro

An everytime we with Chris

That fool rollin' up a fattie

But the Tanqueray straight had me

I got 5 on it

Grab your 40 let's get keyed

I got 5 on it

Messin' wit that Indo w**d

I got 5 on it

It's got me stuck and not go back

I got 5 on it

Partna let's go half on a sac

Hey make this right man

Stop at the light man

My yester night thang got me hung off the night train

You fade I face so let's head to da east

Hit the stroll to 9 0 so we can roll big hashish

I wish I could fade the eighth but I'm low budget

Still rollin' a two door Cutlass same ole' bucket

Foggy windows smokin' Endo

I'm in tha land gettin' smoked with my kinfolk been smoked

Yuk'll spray ya lay ya down

Up in the O A K the Town

Homies don't play around

We down to blaze a pound

Then ease up speed up through the E S O

Drink the V S O P up with a lemon squeeze up

And everybody's rolled up

I'm da roller

That's quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia

Hold up suck up my w**d is all you do

Kick in feed 'cause where I be's we need tab like a foo foo

I got 5 on it

Grab your 40 let's get keyed

I got 5 on it

Messin' wit that Indo w**d

I got 5 on it

It's got me stuck and not go back

I got 5 on it

Partna let's go half on a sack