Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weedipedia, artist - eLZhi. Album song Lead Poison, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.03.2016
Record label: GLOW365LLC
Song language: English
Weedipedia |
Yeah, you made bail boy |
You need to stay your ass up out of trouble |
Don’t let me catch you back up in here man |
Smoking on all them reefers and shit |
Sign right here, take these, call this number |
And if you hear your color called |
You got to come in that day and drop |
And you better not drop a dirty, boy |
Or that’s your ass |
I got flicked by the hooks pointing the Prada look |
Off a dutchie |
Caught the munchies, but was too high to cook |
In front of my crib parked I heard «ten fo', roll down the window» |
And I flew a thick cloud of endo |
They cuffed me |
And booked me 20 minutes roughly |
In my mugshot, my eyes bloodshot, I’m looking scruffy |
Was locked up, couldn’t doze, my nose stuffy |
I’m thinking if they tow the whip all I got is my Huffy |
Shit, I’m not Puffy |
That night was a toughy |
The cover like sandpaper, the pillow wasn’t fluffy |
Whoever ratted, it was horribly done |
Anyway, it’s morning now so we back to where the story begun |
I’m grabbing my things half asleep |
I’m searching for my keys, I had to laugh to keep |
From crying, while the car sits, the battery’s dying |
And I’m trying 'bout buying a cheap suit to put a tie in |
In this court date that came up quick, time was flying |
I’m at the stand no denying in my replying |
I’m ordered to take a piss test |
And classes on not to twist cess to resist stress; |
how I get in this mess? |
I’m thinking all this over marijuana? |
That’s when he hit me with community service |
«I'll be there your Honor.» |
Fake Judge Matthews, Muppet Show |
«Hypocritical rap bastard, you probably high right now» |
So they assign you this color with the number to call it |
Then take your money so you can’t save some with your wallet |
Sixteen for a drop, damn they making G’s |
Not only taking fees, they had me cleaning out gyms or raking leaves on my |
aching knees |
I hit up Fess to help me get my car back |
He was breaking trees (let's roll up) |
He came through with a cigar pack, he lit it, I hit it |
And now I’m craving a shake and double bacon cheese |
Hah. |
Wait |
Did I just? |
Damn, I was dreaming, man |
I’m tired of this shit, man |
I can’t wait until this shit is over with |
Fuck |