When Paris Smokes

Slim:
Back up in this bitch wit a baggy full of Cali
Tryna match, who got a swish
We can smoke in Paris' Caddy
I barely been blowin' past couple days, sadly
I just couldn't afford it, ask my nigga if he had me
He fronted me 'bout an eighth and hooked me up with a fatty
That's three heads on the blunt, me, Tunk, Scrappy
I asked this bitch, "You wanna smoke," and she said, "Gladly."
And brought her whole family, damn you know

Hook
Everybody wanna smoke, but
You didn't put it on this twenty, twen, twen
I'm high, I'm blown, supply your own
And make something happen, maybe we can match one

Tunk:
I broke down a pack 'bout as loud as a crowd
Of Penn State blowing eight pounds in the shower
The only way you hittin' without givin' the amount
Of $2 a drag, is if you payin' by the hour
To catch a contact, we is where it's at
The 2Pac autopsy, weed, we open chest
We dip lean, make the scene you overdressed
Like a salad, just follow the Indian tree
Loaded like I stole it, pray I don't run into police
I'm known to flip the droski, keep an oz roll a poly
When it's done, roll a spur, Parker, Duncan and Ginobili
Go in and drop the 40, blow an eigth of holy moly
Said a friend with weed is a friend indeed
Never smoke me out, you ain't friends with me
It's noon, and this shit got to last till the evening
Wanna be sky high, bring a Lincoln

Bridge
Everybody wanna smoke, but none of you n*ggas put in
And none of you n*ggas is finna blow on none of my twenty, twen, twen
I'm finna get high, and I don't know about you, you, you
I'm finna get high, and I don't know about you, you, you, you

Hook

Paris:
Aye, I hate to be the bearer of bad news
But this here gon' hurt your stomach like bad food
Y'all hop up in the ride say you got 5 on it
If you boys wanna ride, then you gotta pay the price
While you're in there payin' for the swishas, n*gga
Put 6 on the tank, shit what you think?
As much as you tryna get high, I'm tryna survive
And my wheels of steel keep this party alive
Yeah, that cannabis sativa may be part of ya plans
But I ain't tryna push this Caddy with my hands
6 bucks ain't even a lot, either that or pat your feet
It's just a small fee if you wanna hot box my car, so
Hop out, if you can't pull the cash out
The most important thing is the petro
You down, n*gga let's go
And everybody know I don't usually blow
But mayne pass the 'gar, I'mma hit that ho
Credits