Letras
Who wakes up every morning just to smoke some weed
We Do, We Do
Who wakes up every morning just to get the green
We Do, We Do
Well shit so do I
A 3rd of I keeps it high
Just to let the other two keep it pushing
In a Kushman, rolling 3rd gear down hill
While I roll this kush an
There's not much for me to do around here
Except put this pen to this paper
Interject a "Fuck You" an think about it later
While I'm laid up tryna get my dream on
Oh my how the tables have turned
I am the con to all my pros
You don't know Bo, not slightly
Spitting through this threaded metal to show you
How I might be precisely what the game needs, it's
D-Bo ElfGuapo marrachinnie
Onna fuckin poopstick
Rocking til the break of dawn
Lethal as a troop in the heat of battle
Feel my barrel pressing on your neck
If you smell the steam than you will see it clearly in your line of vison
If you disrespect imma check ya with a 2 piece like ouh please
Let me get a shoobie doobie ya newbies
Ya knew these would be the kinda things I would say
For a pair of Boobies to appear on the Stage
In a fuckin Instant, dancing with these bitches like Vincent Vega
Where's the undertaker? The King of the Valley's here
With a rump shaker asking questions like
Who wakes up every morning just to smoke some weed
We Do, We Do
Who wakes up every morning just to get the green
We Do, We Do
Well welcome to the E.R. where these eyes see you
Clearly through a light green hue
Of marijuana smoke that I'm toking
Before bringing you back to the O.R.
This eagle has landed now let me show a
Mothafucka what it takes to be a moon man
An do damage to these Emcee's, From a distance
The proof is in the put in, now listen
Your icy watch an fake bitch don't mean shit
Unless you got your own pot to piss in
Its pot I'm hitting, off a pot of coffee dissing
Every Rapper in the game that be leaning with the Sprite
I got the dirt up off my shoulder an I don't need your shit tonight