Mystikal - I Smell Smoke lyrics

I'm in the land.. L.a. -- land of the sticky Sup? What ch'all n***az know bout that purple weed n***a? Show y'all n***az some sh** It's that sticky, that bud Indo, hydro Open up the window, i'm bout to blow! That fire sh** n***a what ch'all, what ch'all got What ch'all got to roll em up? Packwoods? garcia vegas? straight chocolate phillies? n***a straight, ?, the dutches and the black n milds? Y'all n***az don't know nuttin about them corolas Ha yeah, j.o.b., one point five [mystikal] Break it up, chop it up, cut it up, tuck the end Take the phillie out and roll it up! Light it, hit it, hold it, pa** Puff puff blow it up! See some of y'all n***az be talkin about blowin But can't handle the doja Gettin sleepy n sh**, quittin all early b**h you ain't no smoker! Y'all must think used to hittin that dirt The sticks with the brown buds Me, i ain't got sh** else to do n***a i'm bout to get f**ed up! Two cases of green, optimal burned away A.m. done turned to p.m. And nighttime done turned back to day I'm, still smo-kin Feelin sporty in my hotel - spent the whole day gettin loa-ded! It's nothin but smoke til there's nothin to smoke It's nothin but sticky and nothin but doja Disconnect the smoke detector and Put a wet towel up under the door! Nobody else probably more dope for me, i got the whole tree Leftovers for me, whoo this b**h off the hee! bu*ton up cause s** em up is a pet peeve First don't put my light in your pocket Second don't wet my god damn weed!! That's just two, before i could get to three and four Five and six, i heard a dum dum dum dum at the do' Evidence all over, i've been doin somethin serious Gotta hide this sh**, cause i know that's hotel security I played it off, i said, "come back later i ain't got on no clothes" He said, "sorry sir, i don't mean to disturb ya, but i smell smoke!" f** it just went to jail for that sh** I ain't goin back I done ate an ounce and i'ma flush the rest Cause i ain't goin out like that! Sprayin cologne and cuttin on the shower Tryin to clear it up Worried like a dog but i gotta open the door Fukkit here go nuthin! The do' swung open and some young n***a Talkin bout, "what's happenin?" He said, "i know you got that fire, sell your boy a sack!" Ain't that a b**h! Boy you betta get your b**h a** up outta here n***a i'd think you the motherf**in police I done threw all my motherf**in weed away f**in with you old b**h a** n***a n***a, get your motherf**in hoe a** up outta here b**h before i stomp your b**h a** The f**! Boy this n***a done blew my motherf**in high