Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kush , by - Dr. Dre. Song from the album Kush, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Interscope
Song language: English
Kush |
| Roll up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Roll up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Roll up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Roll up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Now what’s that puff puff pass shit |
| That Cheech and Chong grass shit |
| Blunts to the head, kush pillows, no mattress |
| Speed boat traffic, bitches automatic |
| Cross that line, fuck around and get yo ass kicked |
| We roll shit that burn slow as fucking malasis |
| Probably won’t pass it, smoke it till the last hit |
| Down to the ashes, Mary J. a bad bitch |
| Andre 3001 another classic |
| Go ahead ask him bitches, bout «how I be smokin' out» |
| Party all night, yea its goin' down |
| Order rounds, we smokin' quarter pounds of that good stuff |
| Oh, yeah we smokin' all night |
| Yea puff puff pass that shit right here |
| Nigga, better than my last batch, caramel complexion and her ass black |
| Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, |
| I know you tryna get high |
| Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways |
| Take a whiff of this suicide |
| Holla at me cause I got it all day |
| No need to fly to Jamaica |
| For the ganja, we can get the same thing |
| You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA |
| Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale |
| Hold up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Hold up, wait a minute |
| Let me put some kush up in it |
| Still I am |
| Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am |
| Back throw, back still, a half pound in my backpack |
| Next to where the swishas at, smokin' presidential |
| Got some bubba, I give me that |
| Need it for my cataracts |
| Four hoes, and I’m the pimp, in my Cadillac |
| You can tell them Cali back |
| Matter fact, they all know, this ain’t Dro |
| Get a whiff of that |
| No it ain’t no seeds in my sack |
| You ain’t never gotta ask dawg |
| What he smokin' on? |
| Shit kush till my mind gone |
| What you think I’m on |
| Eyes low, I’m blown |
| High as a motherfucker, ain’t no question bout it |
| Niggas say smoke me out, yea I really doubt it |
| I’m Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded |
| So If you want it |
| You know yo nigga homie, |
| You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted |
| Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale |
| I know you tryna get high |
| Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways |
| Take a whiff of this suicide |
| Holla at me cause I got it all day |
| No need to fly to Jamaica |
| For the ganja, we can get the same thing |
| You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA |
| Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale |
| Ain’t that kush, we blow on the best smoke |
| Inhale slow, no joke |
| Make yo ass choke |
| Hold up wait a minute |
| You can go put it back |
| Cause what you got in yo sack boy, it ain’t that |
| Ain’t that Kush, we blow on the best smoke |
| Inhale slow, no joke |
| Make yo ass choke |
| (Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale) |