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and chill, 
and if ya don't smoke weed, then shit, I got sum pills!
Watch ya need girl, 
a fucking refill?
a fat bag a weed
and sum happy meals?
Nah,
that good weed up
Tell em' meet with us
It's not a thing we can't afford
So get in my car
Tell your friends you tryna' roll

Splash
Pretty bitches
Still leave these sucka ass niggas in hearses
By the way, I finally sucked my own dick
Leggo!

Snap

Live from my grand-mama's basement
Camp Crystal Lake,
around my neighborhood got shot
Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets

I use to push up
curry chicken, damn I'm gettin' fat
Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe
An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate
I love

(Girls, girls
way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big black fat
Girl calls boy
Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but the break of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original, teacher of this type
Harmed a girl like Monica
Everyday be like Hanukkah
And change my mind again
Hide off like to find a friend
I call her "enemy"
She says I act like
To roll a fat joint and smoke that weed
But the tale goes on and years went by
Another drug came and the boy got high
Ever since that day, he just wasn't
down
Love will leave you lonely
Sometimes to only way to get by
Is to get high

She laughs out loud at who she used to be
A girl who'd a looked
heart
Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don't
heart
Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARC's, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model chick that don't
Hook:

Just getting my money
All the girls in the world want to ride wit me
Just getting my money
I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see
Just getting my
Now this is what I'm talking about baby 

[Repeat: x2]
And this is for the weed heads and this is for the weedheads
Get a bag of dope
at eleven stealin' weed from coppers
And even though you beat us I gotta thank you for the reefer
Neva mess with white girls but I roll those white boys
did it off an Adam F bomb
I move like Robotron, turn the lights off

Girl she had a big fat ass, we smokin' weed tonight
We smokin' weed tonight,
did it off an Adam F bomb
I move like Robotron, turn the lights off

Girl she had a big fat ass, we smokin' weed tonight
We smokin' weed tonight,
It's hard to be a girl these days;
I'll tell you all the reasons.
Girl gotta look good in every season.
Just ask yourself this, girl, who are you
and a nose full of weed
You know, I been act a fool, yeah

Mama
(Mama)
Imma Go to the University of Smoking Marijuana
(What?)

All of my friends go
surrounded class, who we bag in our stash
The ultraviolet haze, we hit it and pass
We toast to the Ghost of old days, yeah, old ager hump
We rap renegades
bag in our stash
The ultraviolet haze, we hit it and pass
We toast to the Ghost of old days, yeah, old ager hump
We rap renegades, must stay paid
and a pound of weed
It's on, it's on

[Fat Joe]
Now mami, let's get serious, 'cause by the looks of it
It seems your sexuality is just a little curious
clientele
You frail on the mic like you might break a nail
I might smoke a joint but I won't take the L
I knew a fat girl who broke the scale
Still
And I've been trying to write a love song for my girl since I met her
Something real romantic like let's get fat together
Sometimes nothings better than
You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches 'n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem