Potluck - Mary Jane lyrics

[Intro/Hook x2] I see her walking in the belt of moonlight Luniz and Potluck The Weed Song [Verse 1: UnderRated] I'm from the county with the best weed, you can't impress me I saw the sticky green way before I was a teen So I'm f**ed up, livin' Humboldt County life Still pray to Mary Jane, cause she takes away the pain at night I'm in a daze, gettin' blazed everyday now Royal blunts and sprinkled Hash, is what we pa** around No seeds, no stems, no mold man Only hold frosty nugs, call me the Snowman Grab the bong with both hands, and s** the smoke [Bong Rip] Pull the carb and breathe it until' its fillin' up your throat Let it enter your chest, this chronic's what we cherish Us kids in Humboldt County chiefin' more than [Robert Parish?] Who you messin' with? I'm a pothead that will never quit We rollin' fat blunts, you hit that Mexi sh** We puff incredible, Mary J's my centerfold Back to back smokin' and chokin', until my head explodes [Hook x2] I see her walking in the belt of moonlight Luniz and Potluck The Weed Song [Verse 2: 1 Ton] I'm a cultivator, a smoker, not a hater Show you how to roll a blunt, explain it to you later Cause Mary Jane's a motherf**er, catch you in a [?] I pull her in a bong, and pimp her for a little paper Live another day, another hit up off a J When I say " Either get high or get up about the way" I don't play about the hay, smokin' more than he say More hits, or bong rips than mouse clicks on eBay Believe it, it's authentic, smoke a lot of spinach Been puffin' with the big cheese, it's more than just an image Blunts I roll em' up, let's smoke em' til' they finished Humboldt County is the skunk, but Irish is the Guinness Got a blunt, I like to hit it No sense in fightin' with it I'm a man who got a problem, time to stand up and admit it I talk it and I live it I never wanna quit it Name is Ton, I'm addicted I love you Mary Jane [Hook] [Verse 3: Luniz] Aye yo This Kush blunt'll make you geek like another Urkel My weed life will be Goldberg, the color purple Pa** it in a circle, don't f** up the cycle Puff puff, pa** the fire Don't try to touch my lighter I blow Dro' in a [?] Bong Smoke like Cheech and Chong, til' the Hashish gone To the Kief honeycomb, and the weed is gone Get your tweak on Luniz and Potluck, The Weed Song You buy singles and packs, I buy boxes Smoke back to back, knock n***as unconscious O.G. kush, one hit, make n***as vomit Granddaddy Purple boy, not the average chronic I used to have 5 on it, now I got G's on it You can't outsmoke me, better P on it I'll win, sell your weed by Candy stang' Triple gold Dayton thangs for that Mary Jane [Hook] [Verse 4: Luniz] First time I met Mary, I knew that I would hit her Til' the end of 95' I was always with her I rolled with her daily, she even came on tour with me On stage, she wore brown to fool with me In front of 50,000 50,000 went nutty I got screams just because of my honey But somethin' good as that, I just couldn't sit with it I had to share, I let all my n***as hit it It was good, so we used her, and used her, and used her But my sprung a** f**ed around, and abused her Then I got scared, told myself I was leavin' But I hit it one more time and that b**h got even She got even so bad, it was damn near curtains But that's love for ya, the sh** that had my heart heartin' I still want ya, but right now it's too soon I'm a just settle for hittin' it every Blue Moon [Hook]