I Got 5 on It

I got five on it. Got it good. Grab your four, let's get keyed. I got five on it. Messin' with that indo weed. I got five on it. It's got me stuck and I'm tore back. I got five on it. Partner. Partner, let's go half on a sack. Got them five on it. Got them five on it. Got it good. good. Got it good. Hey, hey, hey, player. Give me some brew and I might just chill. But I'm the type that like to light another Joint like Cypress Hill. I still doobie spit loogies when I puff on It. I got some bucks on it, but it Ain't enough on it. Go get the S, the T-I-D-E-S. Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh, Rollin' joints like a cigarette. So pass across the table like ping pong. I'm gone, beatin' my chest like King Kong. It's on, wrap my lips around the forty. Now when it comes to gettin' another stogie, fools All kick in like shinobi. No, he ain't my homie to begin with. I got five on it. Got Grab your four, let's get keyed. I got five on it. Got good. Messin' with that indo weed. I got five on it. It's got me stuck and I'm tore back. I got five on it. Got good. Partner, let's go half on a sack. I take sacks to the face whenever I can. Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up. Till the joint be burnin' my hand. Next time I roll it in a hemp. To burn slow so the ashes won't be burnin' Up my handbook. Hoochies can't hit, but they know They gotta be trendin'. I roll a joint that's longer than your extension. 'Cause I'll be damned if you get high off Me for free. Hell naw, you better bring your Own spliff, G. I got five on it. Got Grab your four, let's get keyed. I got five on it. Messin' with that indo weed. I got five on it. It's got me stuck and I'm tore back. I got five on it. Partner, let's go half on a sack. Got them five on it. Got them five on it.