Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2 Joints, artist - South Park Mexican. Date of issue: 14.08.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
2 Joints |
| [dum-dum) |
| Go head maan |
| Boy thats 5 |
| Thats got to be |
| I hit it from worst ways |
| After the first day |
| Im needin it everyday |
| And twice on a thursday |
| Blood thick than water |
| In pounds better than quarters |
| I smoking two joints |
| While Im knockin down yo daughter |
| Dope house records is on fire |
| So grab the estinguisher |
| I smoked out in the beamer |
| Bout to get emphezema |
| Gun slingers rap singers |
| With more stripe than the bengals |
| No need for the gang sign |
| Im using my trigga finga |
| Now wont you roll one |
| Po the four one |
| Sometimes Im real selfish and Ill smoke my weed with no one |
| You know me Im young happy p Kick back aand blow a sweet |
| While my niggas move keys |
| Bitch please |
| I got gs Sippin corona with lima squeeze |
| And platinum ps Only smoke on the fine leaves |
| I started out |
| Sellin five dollar tweets |
| And now Im elevating |
| Sellin 5000 dollar beats |
| I smoke two joints when I wake up In the car I smoke two joints |
| I smoke two joints when in play video games |
| And every 10,000 points |
| I smoke two joints in time of peace |
| And two in time of war ar I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints |
| And then I smoke two more |
| Maan this killer herb got me runnin over curbs |
| And writing these raps full of misspelled words |
| I curse on my verse snatch yo bitch like a purse |
| Cause she like the twinkies that I slapped on my herse |
| I take two charges its really quite harmless |
| The only side effect is that it makes you retarded ha ha |
| I started in 82 |
| In fifth grade |
| You can say I was in high school |
| True smoka |
| I got mary at an early age |
| Con mi hermosa |
| Maria es mi esposa |
| Mi sanchas nina rosa |
| Mafiosa |
| Pero es es otra cosa |
| My wife es elosa |
| No yores mariposa |
| Tan chiclosa |
| Te triago from coasta coasta |
| I got your corizon droppin mi bolsa |
| Borracho de tu besos |
| Hoja pa mis wesos |
| Me trais pesos |
| Con hidea pa me seso |
| Dimaond pop the balla scene |
| Smoke two joints where I can beam |
| Flip the scene bizatines |
| Sippin lean sticky green |
| Come out fresh when it spring |
| Steady flossin diamond rings |
| Bustin gats with bing |
| Catchin squares at ten |
| Baby beeshi got the throne |
| Happy p we fitin to roll |
| And shut em down we livin throwed |
| Got the keys |
| We got the vos |
| Hit and run cause the scheme |
| Rush ya head and feel my spin |
| Since diamond came around |
| Now she down with a team |
| Now Im down with bobby brown |
| But I love al green |
| Keep a sweet in my mouth and anotha in my jeans |
| Bout to blow em back to back takin two to the dome |
| Home grown hydroponic always wanna get blown |
| Stay stoned at home |
| Drop a flow rock a show |
| Got to go out the do Boppin hoe after close |
| No hits snow switch |
| Place a pink in my eye |
| And Im always down wit tryin new ways to reach for the sky |
| Now I be blowin when its mo than one but less than three |
| Thats the recipe |
| Yes indeed blowin oooey gooey a neccesity |
| Dont question me Blowin heavily till Im 70 |
| Thats the remedy |
| Feelin famous like the kennedys |
| From here to tennessee sippin hennesse |
| Smokin with intensity |
| Feel my ghetto energy |
| Fools be sweatin me for that rush in the lebanese |
| I be getting higher than the hills of beverly beverly |
| Two joints be smellay in my cadi |
| From the valley to cali |
| In the alley servin patties |
| Hastled by federales |
| Drippin candy |
| Sippin brandy |
| Twenty inches look fancy |
| On my way to the grammys |
| Hoes droppin they panties |
| Got a freak named sandy |
| Makin hits like sammie |
| Im posted up with biscuits and chicken fried steak at grandys |
| Smashin off maan fo sho |
| Got my tvs on glow |
| Smokin two smokin four |
| Then mo with two mo |