Mystikal - I Smell Smoke Lyrics
Im in the land..L.a. -- land of the stickySup?What chall niggaz know bout that purple weed nigga?Show yall niggaz some shitIts that sticky, that budIndo, hydroOpen up the window, Im bout to blow!That fire shitNigga what chall, what chall gotWhat chall got to roll em up?Packwoods? garcia vegas? straight chocolate phillies?Nigga straight, ? , the dutches and the black n milds?Yall niggaz dont know nuttin about them corolasHa yeah, j.o.b., one point five[mystikal]Break it up, chop it up, cut it up, tuck the endTake the phillie out and roll it up!Light it, hit it, hold it, passPuff puff blow it up!See some of yall niggaz be talkin about blowinBut cant handle the dojaGettin sleepy n shit, quittin all early***** you aint no smoker!Yall must think used to hittin that dirtThe sticks with the brown budsMe, I aint got shit else to doNigga Im bout to get *****ed up!Two cases of green, optimal burned awayA.m. done turned to p.m.And nighttime done turned back to dayIm, still smo-kinFeelin sporty in my hotel - spent the whole day gettin loa-ded!Its nothin but smoke til theres nothin to smokeIts nothin but sticky and nothin but dojaDisconnect the smoke detector andPut a wet towel up under the door!Nobody else probably more dope for me, I got the whole treeLeftovers for me, whoo this ***** off the hee!Button up cause suck em up is a pet peeveFirst dont put my light in your pocketSecond dont wet my God damn weed!!Thats just two, before I could get to three and fourFive and six, I heard a dum dum dum dum at the doEvidence all over, Ive been doin somethin seriousGotta hide this shit, cause I know thats hotel securityI played it off, I said, come back later I aint got on no clothesHe said, sorry sir, I dont mean to disturb ya, but I smell smoke!***** it just went to jail for that shitI aint goin backI done ate an ounce and ima flush the restCause I aint goin out like that!Sprayin cologne and cuttin on the showerTryin to clear it upWorried like a dog but I gotta open the doorFukkit here go nuthin!The do swung open and some young niggaTalkin bout, whats happenin?He said, I know you got that fire, sell your boy a sack!Aint that a *****!Boy you betta get your ***** ass up outta hereNigga Id think you the mother*****in policeI done threw all my mother*****in weed away*****in with you old ***** ass niggaNigga, get your mother*****in hoe ass up outta here***** before I stomp your ***** assThe *****!Boy this nigga done blew my mother*****in high
