Producer / Carlos Stephens. Lyrics / Light ya joints, lets have a muthafuckin' smokeoff. Yall niggas bout to see more of that country ass muthafuckin' Master P. From New Orleans to Richmond California. That nigga crazy ass, but check this out. Cali got that good ass weed, that good ass weed, that good ass weed. Them niggas in Cali got that good ass weed. That's why Im on my way to the Northside. Im so toke. I guess Im gone of that green sticky. Just ripped a muthafuckin' hole in my brand new dicky's. From walkin to close to the fuckin barb wire. Thats when I know I've got 10 dollars on some fire. If you can do this muthafucker. Lets get a 20. Fuck white zig zags. I need some brown stickys. I mean that swisha go good with that dank. Niggas be gettin fucked up in my hood like they smokin crank. But we not we gettin higher than fire. But I won't stop smokin dank till I retire. I wonder do they have dank up in heaven. And if they do I'll prolly do a muthafuckin' 211 (Me too). For a bag of that green sticky. Up in heaven a nigga runnin round crazy like he done took a bicky. I'm not Dr. Dre, but I don't want nuttin but The Chronic. This dank keep me comin back like Im hooked on phonics. What ever ya want whatever ya need fool I got it. Well lets go half on a bag of dank. Whatever ya want whatever ya need fool I got it. Well lets go half on a bag of dank. Lets meet my homie. That fool got hella weed. He sells like spanish fly. Makes bitches get on their knees. Hoes be suckin dick. Fo that green sticky. Like this bitch named Michelle. And my partner Ricky. Fo a half a joint. That bitch got toasted. Drama in motel 6 gettin roasted. Legs all open drawers under the bed. She didn't know where she was at (where you at girl). My little potnah was hittin it in her mouth into her throat. Hoes be smokin that dank to keep their nerves calm. I be smokin on that shit to get my perv on. It go good with that gin and juice and squishy sqeek. That's how we do it every day of the week. I don't sleep but at night I get the munchies. And afta I eat I be back smokin them green crunchies. Chorus x6. Inhale. Lets go half on a bag of dank. I mean that green sticky. And how you do it. When you blowin. |--| You inhale.