Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song HydroWeed , by - Frayser Boy. Release date: 01.03.2004
Song language: English
HydroWeed |
| Hydro weed-Hydro weed-Hydro weed, I got some |
| Oh please, oh please, oh please |
| Just gimme just one more hizit |
| I got the «Blunt to My Lips» |
| I know you heard that before |
| Tone on my hip |
| Cause nigga, I ain’t no fuckin ho |
| Smokin Hydro weed, aroma coming from the cloud of smoke |
| Took too much to my lungs, it made a nigga fuckin choke |
| No, this ain’t no joke |
| A nigga gotta smoke the best of weed |
| Like I keep a bad bitch, laid up caressing me |
| Hope ain’t bab' you sellin me |
| Goodie-good, it better be |
| If it ain’t, I’m referring my niggas to some better weed |
| Got a blunt? |
| Fire it up, what’chu babysittin for? |
| So you can go back home and get to smokin with that silly ho |
| That’s a fuckin no-no |
| All she do is smoke your dope |
| Sittin at home on her ass, waitin on you so she can smoke |
| It’s time out for nothin hoes, all I do is blaze trees |
| Smoke myself into a coma or untill I’m crazy |
| Got my eyes lazy |
| Smokin Purple Hazy |
| I need a stronger dose, cause that regular don’t phase me |
| A nigga swervin, high, drunk |
| And the lane bout to change over |
| Chevy on my left, and on my right there’s a Range Rover |
| Hennessey killin me, need to just remain sober |
| Smokin make it better, when I’m high, I think the pains over |
| I’m too high, games over, bout to go to sleep |
| Drivin, weed is got me wishin that a nigga had a auto-pilot |
| Cause I don’t think I’m gon' make it to my destination, Jone |
| Arguin with this stupid bitch, blowin my high while on the phone |
| 'Dro is got me in the zone, I can’t walk a straight line |
| Don’t you think I’m that high doggin, make you plot to take mine |
| Get’cho ass popped mayn, 'Dro is got me paranoid |
| Niggas real nervous, I can’t stand the sound of loud noise |
| Cut the radio down, so I can enjoy my high |
| See the police in my rear-view, hope them bitches roll on by |
| Smokin like I’m a fiend |
| I’m always high when I’m seen |
| Or maybe a little slum from sippin on purple lean, 'cha mean? |