N.o.r.e. - Half-Baked lyrics

* This song was alleged to be on "Melvin Flynt" but is Not on the final release version; possibly from a bootleg We just gon get f**in high We ain't got nothing to do its friday We ain't no job All my n***as get ya weed Go get all ya Phillies No White Owls go get them Dutchies And sh** like that And lets get high on this one And all n***as get drunk too Cause i get drunk too I'm a drunk man Thats right, know what I mean? Who got that liqour Lets get f**kkkkkkedddd up!!! Chorus: Noreaga (repeat 2X) Smoke weed n***a and let me see y'all smoke And get high n***a and let me hear y'all choke And drink some hennesay n***a And you can mix it with coke I hit the bar up with cream and won't leave till I'm broke --=={1ST VERSE}==-- Aiyyo I'm half baked Half of my brain done baked Married to marijuana, yo she got a fat a** But know I f** with her sister Yo her name black hash We have menaj in the car kid and still don't crash Cousin Heineken had me flipping and dippin I hate that b**h but you I'm still sippin I'm in Corona now I f** with ayo I f** with Hennea Seya and Theresa Flew us out of town kid, charge it to the VISA We all drunk up f**ed up and smoked out too Sometimes I get so high I think I do kung-fu Straight sneeze on n***as Like ha-choo, disrespect they food Thought I told em I'm rude Coke head n***as try to sober up in the new I went to Philly smoked weed with Red and Meth It was Phillie after Phillie then still acting silly then Last Phillie wasn't even in Philly Chorus Bridge: Noreaga Do the drunk man n***a Do the drunk man Do the drunk man n***a Do the drunk man Do the drunk man n***a Do the drunk man Do the drunk man n***a Do the drunk man --=={2ND VERSE}==-- I guess I explain Smoke green straight to the brain Marijuana ain't a drug it's just like your chick You gotta understand it Then f** your b**h, f** whatever else n***a, just f** the b**h I get real nice While y'all n***as f** with detox I smoke weed on my way to the weed spot Wa**up y'all ain't nothing wrong with that I rather you smoke on weed than smoke on gats I ain't a role model n***a but i model my raps If I could do it all over still live in Iraq I probably come back and try to save my man k**a Black I save my bloody money kid and bring it to laundromats Get High Chill High Real High I Make the Judge and jury just comply with I Get right up in ya business n***a like I was a private eye FBI Chorus Bridge