Key: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Creep on
in (on in, on in)
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Whoa, see
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high
Kinda broke this evening, y'all
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So all I got's five, I got five
Verse 2
Like Cypress Hill
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I steal doobies, spit
I got some bucks on it,
Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh
Rollin' joints like a cigarette (yeah)
I'm gone,
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beatin' my chest like King Kong
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It's on, wrap my lips around a 40
to get another stogie
Fools all kick in like
Shinobi (you don't know me)
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It's too many heads to be poppin'
Unless you pull out the fat, crispy
Five dollar bill on the real,
before it's history
'Cause fools be having
them vacuum lungs
And if you let 'em hit it for free
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you hella dum- da- dum- dumb
I come to school with a Taylor
on my earlobe
Avoiding all the thick teasers,
skeezers, and weirdos
Give me two bucks,
The serious bomb will make a niggy go
delirious like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
'Cause homies nag me to take
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the dank out of the baggie
Verse 3
(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
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Messin' wit that Indo weed
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I take sacks to the face whenever I can
Verse 4
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Don't need no crutch,
I'm so keyed up
'Til the joint be burnin' my hand
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To burn slow so the ashes won't be burnin' up my hand,
Hoochies can hit but they
know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint that's longer than
your extension
'Cause I'll be damned
if you get high off me for free
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Hell no, you better bring your own spliff, chief
(got it good)
What's up? Don't babysit that,
better pass the joint
Stop hittin' 'cause
you know ya got asthma
Crack a 40 open, homie, and guzzle it
'Cause I know the weed in my sys
I know I failed 'cause I done
smoked major weed, bro
And every time we with Chris, that fool
rollin' up a fatty (oowee)
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But the Tanqueray straight had me
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(got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
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I got five on it
Partna, let's go half on a sack
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Verse 6
stop at the light, man
me hung off the night train
You fade, I fade,
so let's head to the East
Hit the stroll to 9- 0 so we can
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roll big hashish
I wish I could fade the eighth,
but I'm low budget
Still rolling a two- door Cutlass,
same old bucket
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Foggy windows, soggy Indo
I'm in the 'Land getting
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ya down (got it good)
Homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
Then ease up, speed up
through the E- S- O
And everybody's rolled up,
I'm the roller
That's quick to fold a blunt out of a bunch
of sticky doja (ooh, wee)
Hold up, suck up my weed is all
you do (got it good)
Kick in feed, 'cause where I be's,
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we needs half like Umfufu I got five on it (got it good)
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got five on it
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Messin' wit that Indo weed
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got five on it (got it good)
Outro 1
Partna, let's go half on a sack
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