Puff Harder

Lyrics

[Intro] I-I'm from the Lost Boyz! [?], yo man [?] Yeah, yeah, you know me know! Know when to roll 'em Know when to smoke 'em Know when to put down see po-li [?] [Verse 1: Jugga] Now what's that I smell, it ain't our [town?] I think stinkin' ass Mary wanna smoke wit us, she got a Dutch? Spill her blood guts, skillin' up I quick a line green, sticky to the touch Got me pickin' pennies up for good luck You superstitious? No, a little too permissive But a hair plant chase it with eucalyptus Now you hit this, I'm spittin' like I'm bout to pitch I look down, my spit mad white like Dick Van Dyke FDA want us to fire pill Man I'd rather buy a [phil?] and start the fire drill Jokers got jokes, I bet Mister Broke-off Had a toe off, the choke boss (Everybody do they thing) Some people get high and it's acceptable Other people get high and rob First Federal You better leave that stuff alone young breed You look at me ain't nuthin' poppin' but the seed in my tweed C'mon! [Chorus] Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder (Hey yo) [Verse 2: Mr. Cheeks] On the late night creeps, me and my teams we love the streets Got the bottle of that green from our peeps We on the New York scenery, that took four hours to Get to that greenery You know what that mean to me Grab the back from the back, startin' freestyle to a track I got my trees and some Cogniac Me and my team, jigg to death, jewelry shine We hot bottom line, it's LB Fam for the 99 And beyond, don't get upset 'cuz we on We heard enough of that garbage, niggas, now we gone We don't want four fifth, carry shine dub Kickin' it with Smitty, smoked out sized lined up What's the verdict? I know you know the situation Still holdin', me and my team we still rollin' Fruities in the smash, and us niggas gettin' cash Comin' off full blast, nigga where the grass at? [Chorus] Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder [Hook] You got chocolate, I got hydro Mix it with that sticky green and better get my eyes low You got chocolate, I got hydro Mix it with that sticky green and better get my eyes low [Verse 3: J-Drama] Cypher movin', come on, three paws and pass You gettin' happy with my trees like I got tons of grass Roll up, stop frontin' and burn some of that chocolate Mix with that sticky green with that and [squak?] it Tell me how you like it, from here it smells good If it ain't to your pleasure, I got 'dro and backwards Another drink, bartender, then Hennessy hit the spot You ain't got to love the fam, just watch how we rock I puff pot and keep my head low from the cops I walk from any hood it's straight John Blaze ya block I'm J-Drama baby, I stay blowin' the ganja baby Me and the Marley smoke mad bags of marijuana baby JnJ and LB, in the year 2G [Optimose?] and backwoods, but my dutches burn with ease Fella please, you ain't ready to puff I got you O.D.'ing and puffin up your lungs and stuff, what [Chorus] Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder Puff harder, puff harder