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teco

i thought i'd share the lyrics of one of my favorite weed songs.

Yo-yo homeboy, pass me dat
Yo, this is the song i wrote for the girl I love.
Her name, Mary Jane

[SPM]

Saggin my dickies, smoke like a hippy
Smell so good when she get wet and sticky
You lift me, girl you the bomb
Got a nigga blowin like Cheech and Chong
A bong, a blunt, or a paper square
It really don't matter she'll take you there
You been my gal since the age of 13
And Its funny to me, you still make me fiend
You put a spell on me with the green voodoo
You love when my boys come and run us a choo choo
Mary-Jane deep in the game
The way I feel words can't explain
You been true to me, stood by my side
I Wake up and get my mornings first high
Other hoes wonder why they get no love
Cause Mary got a big ol' but, HUH

[CHORUS x2]

Mary-go-round, round and round
Oh let the mary-go-round, pass the sweet



If yous a Jane user
Throw your hands in the air with this mutha****in three time user
Producer, wanna cool my future (pass the sweet)
Pass the madusa, I never knews her
Who ya, Who ya think ya are
Ya ****in with a dopehouse shootin star

[

Smokin that budda
Drinkin that puda
Booya, another killa from Madulas
I thug in rida chick gets me higher
Theres no needa tryna find a finer hyna
I decya my ***** your fya
Be bestet as we kids under plya

[chorus x2]

Mary-go-round round and round
oh let the mary-go-round
pass the sweet

[SPM]

Now you can do snow or get wet as the rain
Me man I got jane in my brain
Of course I kick doors for white whores
But my wife mary-jane I never get divorced
Cause she be tha only one fit for a playa
The green eyes and the pretty red hair
The hoes sick cause them jelous *****es wanna
Vyla coma vana Mariajuana
You was born in Mexico but I took the chance
And brought your ass across to the promise lands
I love to lay you down so soft in my swisha
act like a freak and let all my niggaz hit ya
I got your picture on all my walls
mama caught us kissin wanna call the laws
My family thinks you nothin but trouble
Cant see how you helped me through the struggle

[chorus x2]
Mary-go-round round and round
Oh let the mary-go-round
pass the sweet
[till fade]

its called mary jane of spm

 

Crazy Horse

"Weed Song"
[Krayzie Bone]
Take me
Higher, higher, baby
Can you feel it?? (feel it, feel it, feel it)
Do you feel the same weed high that I feel??
Cuz I'm so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
And I feeling so right
Roll (roll), let's smoke, I got to get high
I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
And i just been smokin' and smokin'
Smoke another blunt, roll another up
You know that weed can really ease your mind
Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly
If everyboby smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could
be a better place
If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out),
choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out)
Let's get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)

[Chorus]
[Bizzy Bone]
The weed can't get no better (no better baby)

[Bizzy Bone]
20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
Come around my way, you gone want to stay
Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
Sure I need some more
Don't make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep,
got the weed between the sheets
Catch me, Mary J. blessed me
Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt
Open up and what you'll find in there (you don't really want)
I never been in High Times (I never been in High Yimes)
I never been in High Times
but can you tell me that I've been so high all my life
Am I high enough (am I high enough)
Am I high enough (am I high enough)

[Wish Bone]
I remeber being a little thug
Weed, really didn't know what it was
Then I took a puff and I realized
I should always, stay high
The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
If you feel like i feel, I got half on yo dime
If you got weed smoke it, I'm a real weed smoker
If it's mine then I would
since its yours you could, you should
If I ain't there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
Cuz you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
Bone Thugs get high, so high
High, high, all night, high, high
So high

[Flesh-N-Bone]
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
I know you wonder why I do it. Love the sky
And I soar up so high
This mornin' I was in my bed
Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
So please don't go away, that's all I got to say
Is I gotta have you mary j
Such a heavenly feelin' I get when i'm taking fat ass blunts to the brain
Oh darlin' I'm goin insane, and I really wish we can
Kick it at home in America, like it was on in amsterdam
You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug nigga
Nothin' less than a killa, I'm out in front makin' my scrilla
I'm happy to know , the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
You rippin' the bone like me, can get it as long as me

[Layzie Bone]
And when I need to free my mind
I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
Everything I need, leave it to the trees
It can make me feel better, and every day I wake
Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk
So when I'm rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
Through the city in my drop top
Glock cocked, rollin', just rollin'
Me and mary jane
Its my world, its my thang
The way she penetrates my brain
Buddah, done blessed me with game
Good game, you wanna chop it up,
we can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long

Chorus til fade

__________________
My lands are where my dead lie buried.

Devio

This is Memphis Bleek "I get high"

This song is dope, listen to it.


All my fans askin' me and ****
"Yo Bleek what you be doing on your spare time and ****?"
This what I do man (nigga)
Check how I do (yo)
Yo

[Chorus]
I gets high (high)
Rollin' down the I95
Ma' don't ask why
I love gettin' high
While I drive
I can't lie (I can't lie)
I puff lye (I puff lye)
While I drive down the I95
[Repeat]

[Verse 1]
I put this key in the ignition
Start my V
Take the clip out the ashtray
Spark my trees
You know that haze weed
Backwood roll tight
Belvedere cranberry juice mix light
Under 30% tint ridin' bent
Doin' a quarter
Smokin' on what grow under water
My life in order
You know I got a pocket fulla sticky
The whole BK, light a blunt up for Biggie
And smokeout
I gives a **** if you got a skateboard
Or that new XO out
You blow the row out
And holla
I'mma survive or die
I'mma ride cuz they never take a nigga alive
I gets high
Rollin' down the I95
Starrin' through the rearview
From all the **** I survived
And as I ride by
I just tilt my hat
Put the car on cruise and roll up another sack

[Chorus]
[Repeat]

[Verse 2]
You catch Bleek rollin' hay
When I'm down in the Bay
Hey it don't stop
I light a blunt up for 'Pac
Pop my colla
Take another sip of that vodka
Hit three wheel motion
Locin' in the Impala
On them fifty spoke
With two pounds to smoke
And the weed come clean
No sticks no seed
Straight bud
And keep the car weed scented
Mami be like Bleek
We can't, breathe in it
Mami keep cool
Let me remove the roof
Take a sip of that Bel've
And remove your shoes
But ch'ya
Recline baby
Smoke good lime baby
This the real green
Out the High Times baby
We sittin' on dubs
Know what that like?
Twist enough bud
Mami get your mind right

[Chorus]
[Repeat]
I gets high
Holla at the I95
Holla at the bar
Yeah, uh huh
I can't lie (lie)
Holla at the bar
I puff lye (lye)
When I drive down the I95 (5)
G'yeah niggas
Y'all know
Holla at me (understand this now, we out, One)
Smoke one with cha dawg

SkinnyP

I am getting high from smoking all of that weed (repeated)

Smoking weed nigga, I suggest.
Glad we need benjamins.
High off weed and lots of gin.
Pass that weed to your friends.
Cut that blunt, roll it up, lick it baby, fold it up,
smoke it up, roast it up, oh **** i've had enough!
Smoking, toasted, and im chokin'
keep it open cause im tokin'
puff that spiff, grab your clip, put that **** to your lip.
Whatcha gonna do when you run out foo?

High as hell and hungry too,
(a few lines I can't undestand)
I am getting high from smoking all of that weed.
I am getting high from smoking all of that weed.
I am getting high from smoking all of that weed.

^^^ - "Getting High" by DJ Funk



Smoke too much weed
But I need weed in my life
I smoke so many blunts
I sold my kids and wife
My VCR's gone
I took it to the pawn shop
I need weed in my life
So bad I can't stop
My momma said if I dont quit
Smoking so much herb
I'm gonna find my black ass
Smoking weed on the curb.
But you dont understand mama
Why I need my herb
She took a hit of that ****
And now shes smoking on the curb

I need weed in my life(repeated)

^^^^^ "Weed In My Life" by DJ Funk

ComfortablyNumb

I'm not a big fan of hip hop....but of course, I love "hits from the bong'! hell yeah...later guys

 

Oh Lordy

Here's a punk rock song from Nofx. I think its very appropiate for this site, because its not really about the feeling you get when high, its more about freedoms.

Herojuana

Light the match burn the flower
Leave behind all the wrong
Why be sad when happiness can be bought for a little more then free
Modern day prohibition
Are we men, are we children?
At what age can I choose how to live?

The only real drug problem is scoring real good drugs
Haven't we learned our lesson?
The corner store sells the finest scotch
But who's got uncut powder?
We just want what is ours - dignity

If god created plants and buds that I find and abuse
Then who the f*** are you to judge me?