Mr. Pookie - Smoke One Lyrics
[mr. pookie]I can feel it in the back of my mindIts like mary jane came at the right timeWhile Im feinding the vineI take a look at the sky to make me feel like a nigga wanna stay highTake a look at my eyesYoud probably think I was blindWhen you see a niggas eyes that know foolThe people crook a nigga so coolI been high all day me and the niggas that Im close toUp in the glass house blow!And Im loving this shitMary jane to the brain, Im in love with ya *****Dont know what Id do if you didnt existNo better way to calm me down when Im stressing and shitSee theres a blessing for thisNow where the indoGetting higher than I can goRoll it up I wanna see it in the air let the wind blowAll I wanna see is big smokeChorus (2x)Just smokeAnd blowA blunt with meI like marijuanaYou like marijuanaWe like marijuanaLegalize marijuanaJust smoke[mr. lucci]Sparking up the mary janeEveryday in my own zone, gettin blowedHolding down the placeCuz when Im chief I hateNotice how my eyes lay when Im so throwedKissing ya lips and holding ya soulOoo love ya baby girl when ya breaking me offLike ? ? ya making me cough, and easing my thoughtsKeeping gs with cheese cuz ya company costsWhen we together we do nothing but flossBut when apart lord knows this two get hard to maintainThe only ***** that I fame for the claimSteadily massaging my brainAnd keep a playa on top of my gameCalm and cool every time that we hangMe and crooks always running a trainSucking ya body, girl till nothing remainsFeel nothing but pleasure, when Im watching these flamesHoping that nothing will changeSo I can steal a sac and chill back while Im smoking the janeChorus[k-roc]See all I wanna do is smoke a sac with my real niggasComing up the block hitting hardSmoking on treezGot me dropping to my kneesSo I gotta give the praise to the sky and the starsSo if I wanna get high toniteMr. pookie just roll me a bluntWe can both get blowedComing out the crookSmoking big fat optimosSee the lightsBut them hoes cant stop us thoughWho the pos in this muther*****er with the big weedComing up the block me and mr. pookieGot no money but Im still blowing treezAnd I dont give a damn what you think about meIm a stoned crook soldierNever been a busterBlowing on treez no matter what them others done told yaHitting the scene with a pocket full of greenAnd you know what that meansWe all getting highChorus till fade
