Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homies 2 Smoke With, artist - Violent J. Album song Wizard of the Hood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.07.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Homies 2 Smoke With |
Just stick to this road huh? |
Fuck It, I thought, I’m sold, I strolled on down the road, |
In C-walk mode, to the wizard I’m told |
But hold up, this roadS fucked wit twists and turns |
I’m haven’t no luck as my vanilla blunt burns |
I’m seeing' trees wit faces, bushes that walk |
And as far as I can see nobody drawn in chalk |
And the sky is bright green; |
sometimes it’s kind of pink |
I’m a twist another blunt here sit down and think |
How the fuck, what the fuck, who the fuck and when |
What the fuck I’m doing here I would have figured the pen |
Then again I gotta get the fuck home before long, |
Because the first of the month is coming' on, I’m gone |
Let me spark my shit, right quick, I’m Outta here, |
(Monoxide Child) |
Yo, homie let me get a hit of that blunt |
(Violent J) |
Fuck yea, wait a minute, who said that? |
look around everywhere |
And I heard somebody singing over there, so clear |
He went… |
I don’t need a brain, don’t need anything |
I just want somebody to smoke with |
(Who said that, Who said that?) |
Stuck up on this thing, wit no fucking ganj |
I just want somebody to smoke wit |
(Who said that?) |
(Monoxide Child) |
Well I said that! |
(Violent J) |
Look at this shit, I’m talking to a scarecrow, stuck on a stick |
Asking me for a hit, right quick, shit all I got is bobby brown, |
I can’t front, but the wizard gots all you want, |
You can smoke off his tundra, they say it’s the thunder |
Me can have King Kong smoked under the wonder |
I’m going there now and getting me some |
It was the wizard gonna get my ass home, he’s on… |
(Monoxide Child) |
It would be the shit big homie, If I could walk wit you |
And talk wit you, and get up on a fat bag or 2, |
Cause I’ve been hanging from this pole for so long |
And smoking on home grown, my headache is full blown |
Now I ain’t the smartest scarecrow in the hat |
But if you lift that little latch and I gone crash into a pumpkin patch |
Don’t leave me hangin' big homie, just pull the lever |
So we can just get walking the yellow alley together cause… |
(Monoxide Child) |
I don’t need a brain, don’t need anything |
I just want somebody to smoke with |
(And I’m with that, and I’m with that!) |
(Violent J) |
Man it ain’t no thang, we can smoke some ganj, |
But you got to put something on it |
(And I’m with that, you know I’m with that!) |
(Violent J) |
I helped set his ass free, he slipped off |
Then his fucking leg ripped off and he was like… |
(Monoxide Child) |
Don’t mind that shit dawg, it ain’t nothing at all |
Just a little bit of stuffing that straw |
(Violent J) |
Hey Paul, I mean scarecrow yo |
(Monoxide Child) |
Don’t ask if I ever tried smoking myself, no. |
(Violent J) |
I only thought with the hay «ok» |
Anyways let’s get you some real shit down the yellow brick alleyway… |
(Monoxide Child & Violent J x4) |
We don’t need a brain, don’t need anything |
We just need some homies 2 smoke with |
(And I’m with that, and I’m with that!) |