Second Hand Smoke

Lyrics

Natural Elements - "Second Hand Smoke" [Emcee(s): A-Butta, L-Swift, and Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): Charlemagne] [Sample (Multiple Elements): Erykah Badu - "On & On" (0:55)] [Intro (Overlapped with Bridge): L-Swift and L-Swift's Girl] L-Swift: Damn, that shit was good L-Swift's Girl: Yeah L-Swift: Word. Ayyo, ma, you tryna, you tryna smoke this joint with me? L-Swift's Girl: What? Hold, hold up, I'm not down with that L-Swift: I'm saying, "Smoke it." I'm saying just, just one time. Just for me. I'm saying, just, I'm saying just one, one pull, one pull, one pull L-Swift's Girl: Yeah? L-Swift: One pull L-Swift's Girl: Uh, aight L-Swift: One pull. Go 'head (*Sparks lighter*) L-Swift's Girl: (*Inhales and coughs*) L-Swift: Hahaha [Interlude (Overlapped with Bridge): L-Swift] Uh. All the fellas say… word, secondhand. Lay back, get your Dutchy, get your White Owl, get your phillies or whatever, and get lifted off the secondhand smoke [Bridge (Overlapped with Intro and Interlude): Sample from Erykah Badu - "On & On"] Oh my, my, my I'm feeling high My money's gone I'm all alone Too much to see The world keeps turning Oh what a day What a day, what day Oh my, my, my I'm feeling high Oh my, my, my I'm feeling high [Verse 1: A-Butta] Ayyo, I had the illest Dream last night that I was smoking an L My eyes was litted up, but no one could tell Yo, on the low I was open as hell I hear a voice in my ear, saying "A, yeah, what should I do?" I'm conversating in The rear, getting high with the crew Checking this trick that I knew, sitting down on the couch, she's chilling out I'm in the house, plus I'm 'bout to stick my dick in her mouth (No question, no doubt) Yo, I said "You're cold, wanna be with me—it's true If you didn't, then I wouldn't be next to you Baby girl, uh, you're looking all sexual It's the truth, boo, I wanna have sex with you" We're raw--dogging it up in the piece, fucking to beats made By Charlemagne, under the sheets—what a relief Shorty smiles, sucking me while she's puffing a leaf Sweet thing, bust a nut in your cheeks Blunted for weeks, can't get enough of these freaks, weed, liquor, and rhymes Puff a nickel while I'm fucking a dime some of the time Secondhand smoke is better than sex, but, just then, I woke up What?!? Nevertheless, we keep it moving, y'all [Hook: A-Butta, L-Swift, and Sample from Erykah Badu - "On & On"] (x2) Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "Oh my, my, my". Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the fellas say, "I'm feeling high" [Verse 2: L-Swift] Let me tell you something Ayyo I woke up in the morning, saw a Dutchy on the dresser Honey asking, "Why you don't wanna touch me?" I undressed her finessed her the Natural Elements way If I don't got my Dutchy, I'ma have a celibate day Felt it away like it was mandatory I'm in a cypher with my niggas, and a cloud of smoke stand before me So hand a 40 to the right and pass the trees on the left Shorty I'm tonguing smell the weed on my breath She tied me to the bed And squeezed on my chest, I guess the secondhand is in her So call him up and tell her man, "Forget her" Stand or deliver No telegrams or pictures, L in my hand with liquor Elements' plans is bigger, can't stand a nigga Who be hogging the smokes If you a candidate, we're locking the votes Even stay high when my pockets is broke, how could I quote? Too many trips to be made, come to and show you most Like we see a spliff on a stage, I blaze it up so y'all could [Hook: A-Butta, L-Swift, and Sample from Erykah Badu - "On & On"] Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "Oh my, my, my". Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the fellas say, "I'm feeling high" Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "Oh my, my, my". Yo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "I'm feeling high" [Verse 3: Mr. Voodoo] Uh, I was grown in exotic Lands where waters hitting slow, tropical plant Pure as the dripping snow, hitting hoes, or, rather, when hoes hit me They're hooked-over, see, I produce like your grocer Lyrics is coka, don't fuck with me if you ain't a chain-smoker Bitches is strung, a full-fledged player chop game 'cause My tongue's a single-edge razor, cost of sexual favors Niggas scream, "Flavors," got the trees here, trying to be NE Near Every corner, I be there See here (What?), if crack kills I'ma craft krills with West Indian Archie math skills 'Til I feel the blue top cap spills Even if I have to clap wheels, let the record stand I got the whole city high off the secondhand [Hook: A-Butta, L-Swift, and Sample from Erykah Badu - "On & On"] Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "Oh my, my, my". Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the fellas say, "I'm feeling high" Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the ladies say, "Oh my, my, my". Ayyo Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote And all the fellas say, "I'm feeling high" [Outro: L-Swift, A-Butta, and Sample from Erykah Badu - "On & On"] L-Swift: Ayyo, and all the fellas say, "Oh my, my, my". Word, that's how we do. "I'm feeling high" Word, get lifted off the secondhanded smoke. Uh, we wanna know one thing though A-Butta: What's up? What's that, man? L-Swift: We wanna know one thing: "damn, y'all feel that?"