Man who got this
Oh don't worry bout it ^!$$% just pass the weed
You're here suckin' up all the weed,

mouth looks like it's a box of powdered donuts
We're real dumb in here with the Louie's


In this time of bammer weed
As a Louie I know just what I need (What ya' need cuddie)
I need an eighth of sticky gooey

and when I get this eighth I'm blowin with the Louie
Help me out
[x2]


7 a.m. in the mornin and the monkey's at my bed
Got me cravin' and enslavin' I need some dope for my head


And I be kickin Backwood's fore' I hit the hood no doubt
Monkey on my back turnked out


Cause It's 3.5 on my rictor scale
And if the sack aint obese you wont make the sale


I need an eighth big body's sayin
When you bring my %#@! make sure my %#@! aint hay


Cause if it's hay when you bring it
I'ma get to wingin ghetto bling blingin leave a ^!$$% head ringin

Fo show 3.5 of indo

Cause heads turn and (*##$es scream

when my man he pulled out that sticky green
It was sticky gooey residuey
one more time for my ^!$$%s in the looie


I can't spend over satchie that could buy me too much weed
As a louie I need gooey cause the gooey's what I need


And they be rollin fat vegas we stayed smokin' major
and ^!$$%s wanna hate us because we straight playas

But ask them other ^!$$%s bout my crew and what we doin and
We blowin crypt and that's the mother$#&@in truth man
Ya know man we aint no Kurt Dogg's flowin big things turf hoggs

Hit the block blowin Backwoods and sew it up like a mac should you know
And Sugarwolfeezy off the heezy eat em' up best belive me with the louie's
And it was Dubee comin' through on the sticky gooey biotch


Grab the bud get the scissors and cut it
Grab the razor the blunt must be gutted

Up the middle like a fullback
You know we recycle the contact


I the dogg (*##$ I'm a smokin major
need a fast sack better hit me on my pager
Dub all's and ten sacks

ouie hold that big bomb pillows take ya way back

My back is getting smaller and my man aint callin back

If he don't call by tomorrow
I'm gonna have to start on black call me damn


[Cell Phone Rings]
Hello
Hey what's up my louie

Hey man when the $#&@ is you comin' man
Man three minutes


I need an eighth know what I mean (I got some killer brown)
Don't want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green
Gonna hit this Bobby come around I need that %#@! from Humboldt County

420 Airaqui %#@! that make you cough up snot
Three and a half no more no less in a Backwood it a bust ya chest
To have a grown man cryin tears sayin damn I aint been this high in years

That Indo only in Cali grown and we've got fat sacks in a Valley Joe
Blowin' big bomb at my house and leavin ^!$$%s stuck with cotton mouth
I need an eighth


That %#@! taste hella good