Weedman - Channel Tres

Keep smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy I've gotta keep on smokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Keep on chokin - I'm the weedman, I'm the weedman Yeah boi, wear corduroy Hey, gimme some herbs, the word Better hit it, we know, we know what you heard Thai-da-da-da, done hit my burb Here to get it, hit it, and niggas is served And a fifth of burb It'll switch your nerves, and I'll get to swervin Burnin in my Benz, and I'm here, nigga Don't you ride with me, you have to learn it Close the curtain, nigga, we searchin Search for the blunts and stone, I'm certain Runnin up, so I'll be runnin, and rappin's my hobby When I'm smokin I'm workin, and I'm hurtin, hurtin Reefer, reefer, reefer, yes, me P.O.D.d-ah D.d-ah Past overdose comatose, see a See a bunch of sticky creeper, creeper Roll it up, sellin my kin folk And the end of the world, I'll have the indo, indo And you can it up, need no friends though See, little B.B. gives no weed fees when your ends low We can get smoked (Hey!) About to curb serve over phat tracks Bluelight has got the scoop on where the party's at Somebody said, "Damn, where's the drinks?" It's chillin' in the middle of the kitchen sink We got Alize, and Isle iced tea A little Bambazini and some Hennessey The stuff that keeps you toe-up Now tell me are you high enough? Remember forever addicted, get it twisted It's that mystic Rip and Guiness, hit it Singin my business, lately, got me ready to kick it But dig it, my hydro high--got me thinkin, "Die, die, die." Twenty twin, twin, then again, no crime in a dime Well did llelo to my payroll, straight to the bank, oh, ever so thankful My mayo, aiyyo, stay away or come and get split a wig, insane, oh Gotta make that money, man, any and all cost, y'all Any and all, all, nah, gonna get caught up, caught The house was so hot, I can't stand the heat I'm dancin with my peoples I've been tryin to see There bumpin my jam, guess who I see Comin to hype the party with some indo, tweed? We got Bizzy Bone, Krayzie Layzie, Wish and Flesh, thugs-n-harmony Righteous when I spike the punch My people's gonna drink it up You gotta puff, puff, give, and pass it to the left

Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink Oh, solo mio Oh, solo mio It's all right now, come closer Talk to me (Oh, solo mio) It's all right now, come closer (Oh, solo mio) Come talk to me Sah-fasa-gan Sah-fasa-gan Sah-fasa-gan (There's a definite feeling, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) The more they was, the more they were The more they wander from The more they was, the more they were The more they wander from Another tear in the sea, another drop in the ocean After the fall, waiting to sink There's a definite feeling, buried down Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a terrible reason, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a definite feeling, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me (Sah-fasa-gan) There's a terrible reason, buried down (Sah-fasa-gan) Wrecking itself, taking you with me Sah-fasa-gan (There's a definite feeling, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) Sah-fasa-gan (There's a terrible reason, buried down) Sah-fasa-gan (Wrecking itself, taking you with me) (Two-seven) (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) Sah-fasa-gan (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) Sa-fasa-gan (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven) (Two-seven, two-seven, two-seven, two-seven)

Hit the back 'Cause every time you take it's just exciting me Bad, bad, bad Hit the back Hit the back 'Cause every time you take it's just exciting me Hit the back A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion I need you to search my clothing It feels so good to me I need you to search my clothing It feels so good to me A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion A dirty girl with lots of passion (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) (Hit the back) I need you to search my clothing Pat me down and feel the molding 'Cause underneath this table feels so good to me And i need you to be my motor

Tres dias sin verte mi ser Tres dias llorando por ti Tres dias que miro el amanecer Nomas tres dias yo te amé Y en tu mirar me perdí Y hace tres dias que no se de ti ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Con quien me engañas? ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Que estas haciendo? Tres dias que no se que es alimento Solo tomando me he podido consolar ay ay ay ay ay Esta gran pasion me va a matar Yo que voy hacer Yo que voy a hacer ay ay ay ay Si me niegas al ma mia tu querer ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Con quien me engañas? ¿Donde donde estas? ¿Que estas haciendo? Tres dias que no se que es alimento Solo tomando me he podido consolar ay ay ay ay ay Esta gran pasion me va a matar Yo que voy hacer Yo que voy a hacer ay ay ay ay Si me niegas al ma mia tu querer