Mac Dre - I Need a Eigth lyrics

Man who got this Oh don't worry bout it n***a just pa** the weed You're here s**in' up all the weed, Mouth looks like it's a box of powdered donuts We're real dumb in here with the Louie's In this time of bammer weed As a Louie I know just what I need (What ya' need cuddie) I need an eighth of sticky gooey And when I get this eighth I'm blowin with the Louie Help me out [x2] 7 a.m. in the mornin and the monkey's at my bed Got me cravin' and enslavin' I need some dope for my head And I be kickin Backwood's fore' I hit the hood no doubt Monkey on my back turnked out Cause It's 3.5 on my rictor scale And if the sack ain't obese you won't make the sale I need an eighth big body's sayin When you bring my sh** make sure my sh** ain't hay Cause if it's hay when you bring it I'm a get to wingin ghetto bling blingin leave a n***a head ringin Fo show 3.5 of indo Cause heads turn and b**hes scream When my man he pulled out that sticky green It was sticky gooey residuey One more time for my n***as in the looie I can't spend over satchie that could buy me too much weed As a louie I need gooey cause the gooey's what I need And they be rollin fat vegas we stayed smokin' major And n***as wanna hate us because we straight playas But ask them other n***as bout my crew and what we doin and We blowin crypt and that's the motherf**in truth man Ya know man we ain't no Kurt Dogg's flowin big things turf hoggs Hit the block blowin Backwoods and sew it up like a mac should you know And Sugarwolfeezy off the heezy eat em' up best belive me with the louie's And it was Dubee comin' through on the sticky gooey biotch Grab the bud get the scissors and cut it Grab the razor the blunt must be gutted Up the middle like a fullback You know we recycle the contact I the dogg b**h I'm a smokin major Need a fast sack better hit me on my pager Dub all's and ten sacks Ouie hold that big bomb pillows take ya way back My back is getting smaller and my man ain't callin back If he don't call by tomorrow I'm gonna have to start on black call me damn [Cell Phone Rings] Hello Hey what's up my louie Hey man when the f** is you comin' man Man three minutes I need an eighth know what I mean (I got some k**er brown) Don't want no Bobby Brown I want Al Green Gonna hit this Bobby come around I need that sh** from Humboldt County 420 Airaqui sh** that make you cough up snot Three and a half no more no less in a Backwood it a bust ya chest To have a grown man cryin tears sayin damn I ain't been this high in years That Indo only in Cali grown and we've got fat sacks in a Valley Joe Blowin' big bomb at my house and leavin n***as stuck with cotton mouth I need an eighth That sh** taste hella good