Let Me Smoke With Ya

Let me smoke wit'cha

Let me smoke wit'cha, Let me smoke.

Let me smoke wit'cha

Let me smoke wit'cha

Let me smoke wit'cha, Let me smoke.

Blaze it (blaze it) Blaze it (blaze it)

Blaze it (blaze it) Blaze it.

Blaze it (blaze it) Blaze it (blaze it)

Blaze it (blaze it) Blaze it.

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(can I smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(well let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Hey, sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Mary J is my main thang, my main line

Every day I wake with the Blueberry, Acapulco

Go to that new shit they call Purple Haze

Help me make it through my worst days, holidays and birthdays

If I'm down and out and I'm hurtin' - I know one thang is for certain

I can roll it up in a cigarello, pack it up in the pipe

I can smoke it up with my niggaros when my girl ain't actin' right

But if she cool and she chillin', I'd rather smoke with her

In the bed or watchin' a movie, you know it's next to her cup

And when I call her Mary Jane, she get mad again

Pull out a blunt, and once again now we can laugh again

I'm lovin' to smoke it, I'm lovin' to smoke it, I gotsta get high

'Til the day I die, 'til the day I die, even on my own supply

I've been high since the last song, hustlin' - gettin' my cash on

Twenty sacks don't last long, buy a pound and get my stash on

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(can I smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(well let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Hey, sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Sticky-icky in the system, how we do it

Uh, I say "hey, don't ruin my buzz, cuz I need some fluid"

Where your blunt so I can roll it up like zig-zags, but tobacco

Crazy Horse is in the bottle, I'm finna go wacko, yeah

Jamaican spliffs, now roll it, that's that shit, that's that gift

All that I'm gon' need - I'm a get, we'll say, yeah

You don't know what I've been through today

I've been workin' all night, I need some weed for my brain

And plus some drank up in the cup, what's up, let's get crunk, drunk

Now I'm tipsy not flimsy, weeded and pimpin', c'mon

Roll it on up let's get high, let's get wild, I'm not too tired

On the one, Jesus Christ plus the light, so precise

Roll it on up, let's get high, let's get wild, I'm not too tired

On the one, Jesus Christ plus the light, so precise

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(can I smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(well let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

Hey, sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

(take me home wit'cha, take me home wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

(let me smoke wit'cha, can I smoke wit'cha)

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

Sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home.

When you're feelin' like you're on one, smoke.

Hey, sweet ol' Mary Jane, come and take me home...