Lyrics

[Intro - Lil Keke] Ta'ta'nesia, cuz Say, fire up another one of them hoes right quick [Verse 1 - Lil Keke] Well I be smoking and smoking, til my eyes see stars Quarter pound of kill, razor blade and cigars Cut 2 or 3 sweets man, that shit won't please ya Chocolate Thai mixed with endo, I call it Ta'nesia Anything is the thing with my mind so stained But I lose control of the grain when I'm on Mary Jane Cause I be [?], receiving smoke through my lungs Weed got me sprung 'cause I'm blowing down bombs I'm draped and dripped, you know what I'm talking bout? Open up the pocket B and let the scent come out I'm high as the sky, I float like a boat Choke on that smoke like a bone in my throat Cause I got rocks on my wrist, bats I'mma twist Violated probation because I hurt in my piss Me quit smoking? Man what the fuck? Pass another square so I can fire that bitch up, and uh [Chorus - Big Moe] If you wanna smoke on something You better have $20 or ain't shit jumping That's the way it goes when you're smoking Smoking on that serious Cut it, fill it, roll it, light it It's some serious smoke, yeah Smoking on that killer [Verse 2 - Mike D] When I smoke, I just choke, yes I puff on the serious If you talk on the south, then I want to whole world to hear me Cause down here we be getting blowed, and fucked up to the max You can smell that sweet killer sensation before we bust open the sacks Back to back smoking like a freight train, headed on a round-the-world trip Black as my lips, black as my fingertips Like Glocks with extra clips, I keep an extra sack of that killer Me and my nigga Keke is on the for real'uh, about the serious I know y'all be wondering, how we smoke through sleet and snow Rain and thundering It don't matter when and where, just pass me the square And watch me fire that son of a bitch up and blow the smoke in the air [Verse 3 - Duke] Say let's call up on drank Divide up the bank, sweets and soda plus my dank Keeps my mind at ease cause hater Gs get erased From gallons to a case, a big head hunt on that paper chase Diamonds shining like new Benzes, double up my dubs to zones Know how I get? That beeper off, I drift into my own Swisher sweet world, peep the game and bring the pain That's why killer sweets get burned, left Texas back by [?] 20 inches is hard to turn when I'm possesed with the best Puffing green out west, tearing holes in my lungs and chest And it must be blessed by my maker (thank you God) Twisting buds, never shake'uh Then leave the sticks and seeds and watch my serious taste (Yuh) [Chorus - Big Moe] Cut it, fill it, roll it, light it (Where the lighter?) It's some serious smoke, yeah (It's too serious) Smoking on that killer Oh yeah If you wanna smoke on something You better have $20 or ain't shit jumping (Got to have twenty) That's the way it goes when you're smoking (Smoking) Smoking on that serious [Verse 3 - Lil Keke] Well I'mma blow till I bleed, got a greenhouse full of seeds Growing nothing but pounds of weed so the drank is all I need Yes indeed, Chocolate Thai, keep a 24-hour high 365, I believe I can fly So keep blazing and blazing, cloud 9 I be chasing This killer so amazing, my lungs it be fading Every days in my mind, losing track of the time Getting blowed, thinking throwed, about to create another rhyme So just light it and pass, if you first or you last You don't have to move it fast, I got sweets out the ass All you smokers and chokers from the east and the west Bring your chronic, bring your sess, we got something for your chest Cause the north and the south, they know what I'm talking about It's the cream of the crop, blowing smoke out the top So the whole wide world wanna puff - just bring it Pass another square and let that Big Moe sing it, Cause uh [Chorus - Big Moe] If you wanna smoke on something - You better have $20 or ain't shit jumping (Got to have twenty) That's the way it goes when you're smoking (The way it goes, man) Smoking on that serious Cut it, fill it, roll it, light it It's some serious smoke (It's serious, baby, nothing but serious) Come and smoke with me [Outro - Big Moe] Come on Come and smoke with me Come and smoke with me Daddy M-O-to-the-E, I'm Screwed Up Click, a G Live with the L-I-L K-E Come and smoke with me Come and smoke with me (Smoking them trees) Ride with the who? Lil Keke, I'm that M-O-E, smoking on them trees (Smoking on nothing but trees. Nothing else.) Screwed Up Click, Smoking on killer Oh yeah (Feel so good man. High til I die.) Killa smoking, killa smoking Come on smoke with me Come on smoke with me South side smoke trees [?] Smoke with a G out the southside I'm that M-O-E, stay player stay high I'mma smoke kill, it's kill til I die Gotta feel me the M-O-E, yeah Down with Lil Ke' M-O-E and a Lil' Keke, yao