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Bizzy Bone - Fried Day Lyrics

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  • (lighter clicking in the background)
  • Now this is what Im talking about baby(inhaling)
  • And this is for the weed heads and this is for the
  • Weedheads
  • Get a bag of dope in a quarter o
  • (repeat2x)
  • (chorus)(repeat2x)
  • (second and fourth time at end in background wanna get
  • High get high)
  • So who want a bag who want a bag
  • You want a bag you want a bag
  • You got a bag so send em out the door to the liquer
  • Store
  • Get a bag of dope and a quarter roll
  • (first verse)
  • Alright homies legalize reefer leaves and nines
  • Some of them say we evil a little sumthin sumthin for
  • My people
  • And though I know that weed will even out your debt
  • Love everything green (? ? ? )
  • Gonna get ya *****ed up wanna get ya *****ed up
  • When you take one hit then I make you hush up nigga shut
  • The ***** up
  • No stress though indo and chronic hydro and skunk and I can think of
  • Some more
  • Ohh yeah time to smoke said so I know high day come
  • Around on friday
  • Toke the bowl breath deep boy yes then we pray
  • As the reefer help me see more everyday
  • (? ? ? )
  • We have one hell of a superstar bowl every first friday
  • Of the month
  • And your humbily invited were truly humbly united
  • Enemies and all of yall hate on when I get my
  • Fade on
  • Im so high
  • (chorus)(same as first)
  • (second verse)
  • On new year smokin the potent buddha (buddha)
  • They aint nuthin like that buddha lovin bomb shit
  • Fat enough that it will make me move ya sooth ya
  • Reefer creeper seepin in my sneakers seepin in my shiva
  • Heave her (nigga)
  • You better believe us even when we lonly weed wont
  • Leave us
  • Not like these fake niggas that decieve us
  • All day the weed man dizzy we be better make it
  • Seedless
  • Life aint easy put it on eazy but we still
  • Breathin
  • Takin a hit of the reefer sendin me straight to
  • Heaven
  • Chokin with my breezy
  • That herbal healin
  • And dont ya wanna feel that feelin and dont you wanna
  • Spend your scrilla
  • And givin the weed to the killas niggas forget why they
  • Killin (hell ya)
  • I heard they heard they heard they out here *****in
  • Wit pills
  • Nigga those chemicals will make you ill so get off
  • The ecstasy
  • So to the realers mysterious and (? ? ? )
  • (chorus)(same as first)
  • (verse three)
  • Thug that talkin till we love that love that
  • That
  • Dont legalize cuz they know we can
  • Gettin high just to get by
  • Through all the suicides and homicides
  • And genocides drivebys walkbys gonna multiply
  • And chalk lines in the towns in the h-double-o-d hood
  • And it would rain
  • And it aint all were it aint all and it aint all and
  • It aint all good
  • I started at eleven stealin weed from coppers
  • And even though you beat us I gotta thank you for the
  • Reefer
  • Neva mess with white girls but I roll those white
  • Boys
  • Niggas come out the pen and they roll some tight
  • Joints tight joints
  • My shit is swollen you shouldnt be rollin
  • Livin on green leaves that will make your heart
  • Bleed
  • Just go and let me split up the weed and be silent
  • And sober
  • No jokin when the nieghbers door is open you want to
  • Come over
  • We smokin tokin and now we chokin tokin and then we chokin
  • Chokin chokin
  • Chokin chokin chokin chokin chokin
  • Im so high
  • (chorus)(repeat til end)

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