Magic! - Smoke On lyrics

What we gunna do right here is take a little smoke break... Not the little white kind with the filters on it, But the kind that makes you high and elevates your mind. I'm talking bout...high. [Chorus:] Tell me which way is up 'cause I'm tryin to get f**ed up. I want to get hiiigh (everybody knows I want to get high). If why'all could just leave me alone I could do this on my own. I'm tryin to get high. That's all I want to do baby...Is get high Roll it up blazed it up. I ain't trying to get high I'm tryin to get f**ed up. Smokaholik. I'ma fiend for the hizzerb. Smoke anything green...Here lizard lizard. I like to smoke til my eyes look chinese. f** a dime bag give me four OZs. Do you smell the aroma. I'm about to fall in a Indonesia coma. I f**s w/ snoop so you know what I need. That's sticky icky with no stems or seeds. I can't even drive, the smoke all in my eyes. I don't give a damn, long as I'm high when I die. Chain smoka I light a gook off of a gook. I got it bad and I dunno what to do. I inhale and exhale marijuana. In church and all in front ya momma. [Chorus] When I'm sleeping...Ima blow be a gooky When I'm hungry...Ima blow me a gooky When I'm thirsty...Ima blow me a gooky I'ma blow by myself or I'ma blow with my crew This is my medicine When I'm in pain no one makes me feel better than Mary Jane I'm rappin just to make enough paper to gather up my sh** and move to jamaica...Or Amsterdam where its legal Smoke dogs that's my kinda people Is there a rehab for n***as like me That's 25 and been smokin since 15? I done forgot how it feels to be sober Them days are over as long as I got doja When its a drought I'm going out to Cali Without a doubt 'cause that's what makes me happy [Chorus] Check this out I love smokin that kiya Long as a spia And gets me higha Its that stress free relaxation No other drug is this elevation So all my smokas it keeps me easy...easy...easy And that's Fo sheezy Let me smoke my, my marijuana And stop hara**in me-ijuana I've smoked swisher sweets Keep movin You know what I'm doin(sh**) How many rappers you know brok as f**? I smoke weed like clockers smoke crack I got it bad I sell my soul for a pound of that White Willow Haha