Intro: (*MC introducing Coolio*)

Alright alright, alright alright alright. Next we got a guy comin out

from
Compton, California, gonna tell you all about his experiment with a drug
called Stix. That's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm those

^!$$%s down in...ha, those black guys down in Compton.
*guy toking up*
Yo stop that!


Hook (x2):


Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb?
Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb?


Verse 1:

Pass me the dip, it's time to take a hit

of the potent $$# %#@! the kind that make you strip
Two headed critter, now I'm an airplane
flyin high inside my brain

You know karate, I no rizzeign
Try to beat me down I feel no pain
Puffer, toker, loopy loop smoker

Coolio loca, laugh like The Joker
Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda crazy
Down for mine that's the way mama raised me

Summertime we freak in the heat
Butt naked in the middle of the street
We're smokin stix

Yeah

Hook (x2)


Verse 2:


If you don't know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
Oh my God! Oh my God! Now the %#@! is lookin lovely

Light and stars all around me and above me
Never feelin good, I watch a mother$#&@er work
Try to step into the Circle I chop em up like wood

put em in an envelope and send it off to Interscope
Cos ^!$$%'s gettin short, I'm chokin from the smoke
I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke

Got a large loot, got it robbin that's cos I was broke
Jumped in the bucket, mad styles like a demon
If only you could trip off that %#@! that I'm seein

I got to get a grip cos the ^!$$%'s about to flip
Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin stix
Yeah


Hook (x2)


Verse 3:

Wake up the next morning in a cold sweat

under the bed, soakin wet, wearin boots and a hair net
Empty .45 was layin on the dresser
Last night I played the role of the tester

Toked up a good bag, Jenna had a good nap
Flashback got me ready to scrap
I don't know what I done did

and I don't know where I done been
I know last night I robbed my friend
and if that's wrong then call it a sin

But I was broke and broke ain't no joke
and I can't cope without my Smith so
so dip it up and watch me suck it up

and I'll get $#&@ed up and I might go nuts
So pass the loot mother$#&@er, pass the loot!
Pass the loot mother$#&@er to a troop

We're smokin stix