Favorite Line/Verse In A Weed Song

You bring the chronic and I'll bring the beans
Grind up the browns and twist up the greens.
Stimulate our bodies and provoking thought.
Kick back, and enjoy some coffee and pot.

Coffee and Pot - Spookie Daly Pride

 

"They'll stone you when youre riding in your car
They'll stone you when youre playin your guitar
but i would not feel so all alone
EVERYBODY MUST GET STONED"

haha and

" Man who got this
Oh don`t worry bout it nigga just pass the weed
You`re here suckin` up all the weed,
mouth looks like it`s a box of powdered donuts
We`re real dumb in here with the Louie`s

In this time of bammer weed
As a Louie I know just what I need (What ya` need cuddie)
I need an eighth of sticky gooey
and when I get this eighth I`m blowin with the Louie
Help me out
(Repeat 2x)

7 a.m. in the mornin and the monkey`s at my bed
Got me cravin` and enslavin` I need some dope for my head

And I be kickin Backwood`s fore` I hit the hood no doubt
Monkey on my back turnked out

Cause It`s 3.5 on my rictor scale
And if the sack aint obese you wont make the sale

I need an eighth big body`s sayin
When you bring my sh*t make sure my sh*t aint hay

Cause if it`s hay when you bring it
I`ma get to wingin ghetto bling blingin leave a nigga head ringin
Fo show 3.5 of indo

Cause heads turn and bit*hes scream
when my man he pulled out that sticky green
It was sticky gooey residuey
one more time for my niggas in the looie

I can`t spend over satchie that could buy me too much weed
As a louie I need gooey cause the gooey`s what I need

And they be rollin fat vegas we stayed smokin` major
and niggas wanna hate us because we straight playas
But ask them other niggas bout my crew and what we doin and
We blowin crypt and that`s the motherf**kin truth man
Ya know man we aint no Kurt Dogg`s flowin big things turf hoggs
Hit the block blowin Backwoods and sew it up like a mac should you know
And Sugarwolfeezy off the heezy eat em` up best belive me with the louie`s
And it was Dubee comin` through on the sticky gooey biotch

Grab the bud get the scissors and cut it
Grab the razor the blunt must be gutted
Up the middle like a fullback
You know we recycle the contact

I the dogg bit*h I`m a smokin major
need a fast sack better hit me on my pager
Dub all`s and ten sacks
ouie hold that big bomb pillows take ya way back

My back is getting smaller and my man aint callin back
If he don`t call by tomorrow
I`m gonna have to start on black call me damn

(*Cell Phone Rings*)
Hello
Hey what`s up my louie
Hey man when the f**k is you comin` man
Man three minutes

I need an eighth know what I mean (I got some killer brown)
Don`t want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green
Gonna hit this Bobby come around I need that sh*t from Humboldt County
420 Airaqui sh*t that make you cough up snot
Three and a half no more no less in a Backwood it a bust ya chest
To have a grown man cryin tears sayin damn I aint been this high in years
That Indo only in Cali grown and we`ve got fat sacks in a Valley Joe
Blowin` big bomb at my house and leavin niggas stuck with cotton mouth
I need an eighth

That sh*t taste hella good"

i fucken love mac dre

 

& this one.....mostly about thizz but a kickass song if you havent heard it fucken download it!! haha its like my biography

Fall into a spell way deeper than hell
Sensation was given to me from my homegirl Shell
Told me, since I was in pain and I like 2 rebel
This Motorola I'm giving you will suit you real well

10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes feelin' funny butterflies
My eyes dilate another size overwhelming sense of love
Got this nut so sprung
Walk up to a stranger baby, can I suck your tongue

Tingling baby got me feeling like mingling baby
This is a hella higher learning than singleton baby
One minute I'm cold next one I'm heat
Get me some, big red so I don't grind my teeth

This is deep I take another one and another one
And another one, uh oh here comes the other ones,
I'm stimulated man I'm hella blown away
And all the problems that I had have all gone away.

I pop another pill and Imma take a sip of Caribou to wash it down
Ya thinkin' Imma overdose, I never had a moment that'll turn a nigga round
I really wanna give you what I got up in my dickies in the bed I wanna start
I feel I wanna fuck you but my dick is really numb and I don't see me getting hard

She told me take this cap of G.H.B. with a gulp of Mountain Dew
With glee so I can possibly end my existence
G.H.B. ain't no need 4 resistance, extacy

[Chorus]
Yeah, X.T.C. (I love you very much) [repeat 3 times]
G.H.B., shrooms and weed
This is the Tech N9NE experience
Yeah A.C.I.D. (I love you very much) [repeat 3 times]
P.C.P., Carabou leez
This is the Tech N9NE experience

[Verse 2]
I'm on 5 pills and a cap of date rape one caraboulou
And it ain't even late, great
I feel good; let's go to the x house
That's where Heather and Margie got everybody x'ed out

Walk in the crib, my homegirl say Tech's with me
Cause she know all the bitches wanna get next to me
Imma star and ladies wanna have sex with me
But the bitches still get jealous off of extacy.

It's like 30 people in the house
Rave bitches messaging glow sticks in the mouth
I take another cap of G. with my Mountain Dew
In higher than the top floor at the Fountain Bleu

Somebody said they got the chronic light it up man
Let's smoke it all till we fall then get up again
I wanna fuck but I'm numb cause I'm thizzled up
Skip to the lou I try to piss dick is shriveled up

My nigga Kutt got the blunt nigga pass it
I didn't even know you was here so
He passed it with a couple hits of acid
Like I refuse to stay alive, it's pills and mo thrills
I'm lucky if I survive; I'm high

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Dipped out the x house it's right around two
Off to Westport to kick it with the Hurricane crew
Saw my niggas C & G after party at the room
My homegirl Ieasha slid me a couple grams of shrooms

Damn, it don't stop embassy suites 3 o'clock
With my niggas C & G, they got hella G. & E.
I get two mo hits of that X.T.C. shit
I don't wanna come down off that X.T.C. trip

Bitches, in the room lookin' so fresh so clean a couple
Hella high panties and bra no jeans
My nigga said that he got codeine
Mixed it with cherry Robitussin and juice I took a sip of his lean

In the bathroom to bust a shit
I couldn't do it so my bitch came to suck the dick
It was hard and soft but hard enough to penetrate the slit
Bout 20 minutes damn near fainted when it was time to spit

5 o'clock in the morning and we still zoned
7 o'clock in the morning pill is still on
This life I live I might not die if let lone
Love my experience this is my fucked up life
Don't try this at home

 

Searchin' all the joints in town for Panama Red.

 

im grabbin me a sweet, im fillin it with kief

its either Daz, Kurupt, Wayne or Birdman, but the song is Cali Dro on the new cd Like Father Like Son.
a swisher filled with kief...........

 

"colt 45 and 2 zug zags!
baby thats all we need!
We can go to the park
after dark,
and smoke that tumbleweed!
As the marijuana burn
We can take our turn
Singin them dirty rap songs!
Stop and hit the bong
Like Cheech and Chong"

hahahaha and later on in the song:

"I was standin on the corner sellin rap cd's
When I met a little girl named Jan.
I let her ride in my caddy
cuz I didnt know her daddy
was the leader of the KU KLUX KLAN!
We fucked on the bed
We fucked on the flo
We fucked so long I grew a fuckin afro!
We fucked to the left
We fucked to the right
She sucked my dick til the shit turned white!
I thought to myself,
'Sheba Sheba!'
Got my ass lookin like a zebra!
I put on my clothes an I was on my way
Til her daddy pulled up in a cheverolet!
So I ran, I jumped out the back window!
But her daddy he was waitin with a 2x4!
Oh he beat me to the left, he beat me to the right
the mothafucka whooped my ass all night!
But I aint mad
at a prejudiced dad,
thats the best damn pussy I EVER had!
Got a bag of weed and a bottle of wine
and I'm gonna fuck that b_tch jus one more time!"

-Colt forty five by Afroman

HILARIOUS, the entire song is filled with funny shit, brings back good memories of when me and my buddies used to listen to it when we were jus chillin

 

"why when Im not high does my life feel like its missing something? I know that i must be high so that i can function"
-spm
(thats me and skyes "song" lol)

 

I take a couple hits off the blunt, then pass it
I smoke so much green, niggas call me Saint Patrick

-Frayser Boy

 

SMOKE TWO JOINT BEFORE I SMOKE TWO JOINTS AND THEN I SMOKE TWO MORE!
yeee i like i dont get angry when my mom smokes pot too tho...

 

Suprised this one took so long to show up.

"Purple haze all in my brain
Lately things just don't seem the same
Actin' funny, but I don't know why
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky"
~JH, Purple Haze

 

TOM PETTY "you dont know how it feels"


But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint
And tu rn the radio loud, i'm too alone to be proud
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me

People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream

So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere i gotta go
And you don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me

also my signature from trippin' billies dave matthews band

 

(Knumskull)
I Got Five On It
I got five what you got nigga?
(Yukmouth)
Damn I think I got two bucks in my sock nigga.
(Knumskull)
Well that's that, fuck it
I think I got three bucks in my backpack
Enough to get a fat sack.
(Yukmouth)
Hell yeah!
(Knumskull)
You got some zags?
(Yukmouth)
Not at all man.
(Knumskull)
Let's get some from the store.
(Yukmouth)
Fa sho, because a nigga need a tall can.
(Knumskull)
Damn, open the door blood.
(Yukmouth)
Nigga where my keys at?
(Knumskull)
I don't know?
(Yukmouth)
Remember I gave 'em to you to go get that weed sack.
(Knumskull)
Oh here they go in my sock.
(Yukmouth)
Aye put your seatbelt on cuz there's hella cops parked up the block.
(Knumskull)
Well nigga bust a U-ey then.
(Yukmouth)
Nigga fire up that doobie then.
(Knumskull)
Hell nah!
(Yukmouth)
You major skanless potna.
(Knumskull)
Well sue me then.
(Yukmouth)
Oh, we like that on a roach?
(Knumskull)
Nope, look at them hoes!
(Yukmouth)
Man fuck them tricks, nigga let's get smoke!
(Knumskull)
Pass the doobie to the left biddy-bum-bum-boo!
(Yukmouth)
Whoa! What the fuck wrong wit you?!
(Knumskull)
Damn I had a flash back
This nigga fronted me some yay but, you know that he ain't gonna get his cash back.
(Yukmouth)
Nigga what if the cats jack?
(Knumskull)
Oh it's cool
Fuck this, I'm puttin it in the cuts.
(Yukmouth)
It's bad enough we got not tags on the Cutlass
(Knumskull)
Eh you know what? 84th is the closest.
(Yukmouth)
Yup
Oooh!
A fat ass Hamp, nigga let's smoke this.
(Knumskull)
Let's roll a blunt wit the skunk.
(Yukmouth)
Why you bring that skanless ass sack back?
(Knumskull)
Man this shit ain't no punk.
Here smell this.
(Yukmouth)
Roll it up then nigga!
(Knumskull)
Haha, yeah!
(Yukmouth)
Let's go half on some liquor
yeah go get some Tango or something.
(Liquor Store Man)
Eh, You got some some I.D.?
(Knumskull)
Aww man, shit I ain't got nothing!
(Liquor Store Man)
Sorry
(Knumskull)
Man I spend wit you all the time.
(Liquor Store Man)
Sorry no I.D., no Carlos Rossi Wine
(Knumskull)
Aww fuck that!
(Yukmouth)
They didn't let you get the drank?
(Liquor Store Man)
Get out my store!
(Knumskull)
Man I ain't trippin.

1st Verse of The Luniz - I Got 5 On It(Reprise). Classic.

 

"shake your ass
smoke grass
and if you're in the back,
then you're gonna get passed.
mateo, better pass me that bong,
the night is short, and i've been waiting too long,
To enter into another dimension
Pull the smoke into my lungs
and release the tension. "

Stash Up - OPM

 

When I asked the guy what he did for work I saw a twinkle
in his eye and he gave a little smirk he said, 'I work right down the
Road, I’ve got a melon stand.

Set up in a shady spot, I sell watermelon and a little good pot,
And last year I made damn near thirty grand.'
-SCI, Resume man

Not my Favorite pot lyric, but a good cheesy song

 

Ok I can't believe no one posted this song.
The Reefer Song

One sunny day I was riding my bike,
And smokin' a joint, 'cause that's what I like
A police man stopped me and began to stare,
And he said "Hey sonny, whatcha smokin' there?"

I said..
It's a reefer, do ya want some, police man?
It's a reefer, do ya want a blast?
It's a reefer, do ya want some, police man?
Or would you prefer me to shove it up your ass?

Well he put me in his car and he left my bike,
And he took my reefer, which he quite liked
When we got to the station his eyes were all red,
And the Sergeant said "Constable, you're out of your head!"

He said "Yeah! <--(amazing)
It's a reefer, do ya want some, Sergeant?
It's a reefer, do ya want a blast?
It's a reefer, do ya want some, Sergeant?
Or would you prefer me to shove it up your ass?"

Well, he suspended the Constable for his little joke,
And he went to the bathroom to have a little toke
When he got back and rolled another eight,
And they were being passed 'round every copper in the place

Well, I sold them two ounces, and one sixteenth,
And they rolled the biggest joint that the world has ever seen

And they all sang together...
It's a reefer, do ya want some, mindless,
It's a reefer, do ya want a blast?
It's a reefer, do ya want some, mindless,
Thanks for your company, and thanks for the grass!

 

puff the magic dragonnn!!! i cant belive nobody said that yet. but wait or er hmm im stoned so maybe that was a stupid choice? or er, is it a childrens song? oh damn im being silly time for bed. stoned. bye peace

 

amen sista

"smokin down dat 285, swervin high feelin fine, to the side lick in my eye, get dat swisha blaze it high" from Daz in Knuck if you Buck remix

and also

" (I got the munchies) Cherry icees, whatchamacallits,
twizzlers, bubbalicious, nachos and chili dogs
(I got the munchies)
Hostess, fruits pies and cupcakes
Twinkies, zingers, crumb doughnuts with some cool-aid
Rice krispie treat, Ritz cheez-its
Frozen grapes, grilled sandwiches with ranch please
Banana splits, string cheese, double-doubles
Golden grams, cinnamon and sugar covered churros
(I got the munchies)

Im hungry as a motherfucker you know I got the munchies
I keep it gangsta, start dippin Oreo cookies
Soak em till they get soggy, let em fall apart till the bottom of my cup
Turn it up and drink it like coffee
You know I got the munchies when im at 7-11 gettin a slurpee and some nachos then bounce out to Del taco
Go get a chicken casadilla then I bought us some vato
Just ask my girl about my munchies holmes
Where the weed I need a ripp
Hurry up, pack it quick, light it up, let it fly
Feel the bud get you high
Take a trip, im gon’ dip, into space, off the kind, in my mind, imma find another place for my rhyme
I got the mother fuckin munchies
So I think ill go eat this one girl named Allison"

from the song Munchies by kottonmouth kings

 

I see universes
The colors inverse
And at first
It’s adverse
It occurs
That I’m cursed
With the thirst
It feels like I got cotton in my mouth
Wait I’m thinkin of somthin’ that I have forgotten about
Remember the time, wait, what the fuck was I talkin’ about
Mouth dry like I have chalk in my mouth
It feels like I got gribbits in my throat
What I say? I don’t know
Think I’m smokin’ to much rope
It feels like I’m drivin’ on the road I’m seein’ cars
It feels like I’m blastin’ through the sky I’m seein’ stars
It feels like I’m goin’ past the earth I’m seeing mars
And I ain’t talkin bout the fuckin’ mars candy bars
I’m talkin’ bout red planet
Dammit
Outlandish
Rambunctious
So peep the circumference
Of me and the treess that’s surrounding me now
I’m too high and ain’t shit gon be bringing me down
Owww

The Division - Too Much Trees. I wrote this the other day, dummy loaded.

 

Sweet leaf - Black Sabbath

Alright now!
Won't you listen?

When I first met you didn't realise
I can't forget you, nor your suprise
You introduced me to my mind
And left me wanting you and your kind

I love you, oh you know it

My life was empty, forever on a down
Until you took me, showed me around
My life is free now, my life is clear
I love you sweet leaf, though you can't hear

Come on now, try it out

Straight people don't know, what you're about
They put you down and shut you out
You gave to me a new belief
And soon the world will love you sweet leaf


Bass strings - Country Joe & the Fish

Hey partner, won't you pass that reefer round,
My world is spinnin', yeah, just got to slow it down.
Oh, yes you know I've sure got to slow it down.
Got so high this time that you know
I'll never come down, I'll never come down.

 

when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a
bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
They can make me feel better, and everyday I wake we
be
rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I,
keep a case of swissha sweets in the trunk
So when I'm
rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in the drop top
Glock
cocked,rollin', just rollin'
Me and mary jane
that's my world, that's my thang
The way she
penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up, we can kick it, smoke a
phatty to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out,
smokin', all, night, long.


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