Sesshead Funk Junky

Lyrics

[Chorus] Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) [Verse 1: 8Ball] Time for me to smoke, blaze a spliff of hay Got no time for the stress so don't bring it my way I'm the god of smoke, the almighty chiefer Roll another spliff so I can make you a believer Choke as I smoke as I reach for my 4-O Beeper going off but my weed come before hoes Mary Jane, I'm in love with this hoe Ain't no pussy in the world that can fuck with that indo First, take a blunt, cut it down the middle Why do I smoke blunts? 'Cause papers are too little Fill it to capacity, lick 'em up and stick 'em up Dry it you're your lighter then fire it up and take a puff Straight to a nigga's brain, that's what made me a junkie It keeps my head bobbin' to whatever sounding funky If I was down with Nancy Reagan, I'd say no to drugs But I'm in Orange Mound with the pimps and killer thugs All my niggas drink 'gnac and smoke hella weed (Really?) Well, T-Money is the only nigga drug-free But me, I'm like an Energizer battery Still smoking and smoking and smoking and smoking... [Chorus] Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) [Interlude] Can I be a funk junky? (Yes, you can) Can I be a funk junky? (Of course, you can) Can I be a funk junky? (Yes, you can) Can I be a funk junky? (Of course, you can) Come on, can I be a funk junky? (Yes, you can) Can I be a funk junky? (Of course, you can) Can I, can I be a funk junky? (Yes, you can) Now can I be a funk junky? (Of course, you can) [Verse 2: MC Breed] Check it out, uh Now my daddy told me, "Boy, don't be swinging on your own nuts" But, my nuts are the only nuts that I have to own up to So what in the fuck is a nigga to do When I make more money when I'm hanging with the crew? Now I'm like, um, hell yeah, open up the door 'Cause it's the B-R, we are comin' at you once more With this ill flow, real flow, light another joint so Me and my niggas can straight to the point and anoint Any motherfucker who wants to be down and see It's so many niggas wanna be G's now Freeze froze and close doors on those Wannabe pros knowing that they hoes 'Cause it's Breed with the funkdafied fried lied laid to the side Pass the joint and I'm tired type shit Split me a blunt and fill it up with dank Don't ask me if I'm smoking, what the fuck you think? [Chorus] Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) [Verse 3: MJG] Give me a chance to enhance on this motherfuckin' reefer Let me teach a young bitch how to smoke 'til she choke One puff got her fiendin' for a whole sack Can't hold back on the indo and don't try to pretend no Nigga ain't ever had the tip of his blunt in your nose About to let the smoke roll Baby, I'm a 24-7 bud smoking poet You should know it 'cause the red in my eyes show it King Edward of the hood Quarter-pound toting, big smoking going on in the Backwoods I got the mask, Breed got the bomb Ball got the chief and the liquor it's reached And we each got love for the Capital W Double-E-D as we talks to the industry 80 Proof in my hand as I stand Gotta go to the wall 'cause I think I'm 'bout to fall After all this getting fucked up Nigga still got a pound in the closet and a halfway-full cup So what's up with the worldwide bud lovers? Smoke one with the sesshead funk brothers Step right up, son, hit me with a shotgun But buckle up, you've gotta take one to give one And that's the way it gotta be MJG, full of that motherfuckin' sess tree [Chorus] Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh) Smoke, smoke with me tonight (A sesshead funk junky, oh)