Paul Wall - Hotboxin' The Van lyrics

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Paul Wall - Hotboxin' The Van lyrics

[Intro: Paul Wall] What you mean you don't smoke? Then you not rollin' with us We hotboxin' this van up [Hook: Paul Wall] We hotboxin' the van hoe, hotboxin' the van hoe If you rollin' then you smokin' cause we hotboxin' the van hoe We hotboxin' the van, we hotboxin' the van If you roll with us then you smoke with us cause we hotboxin' the van hoe [Verse 1: Paul Wall] When we roll out we roll up Simply the best and nothin' but Roll that window all the way up Light the bud and pa** me the cup Codeine over ice with no cut Them boys smokin' I don't know what I'm twistin' up that OG, that ill wax 'bout to have me stuck Open the door, let the smoke escape Paperplanes with some good kief cake Turn the grinder and roll that [?] [?] Five cigars, light 'em all in once Backwood leaf rolled tight as a blunt Shirt will smell like kush for a month And brush your teeth, your mouth is a skunk Roll with us and come smoke with us In the SUV or a long white bus Hit it, slow it long, no rush Pa** it around but please no dust We hotboxin' the van up, all my smokers stand up If you rollin' with us and you smokin' put your hands up [Hook] We hotboxin' the van hoe, hotbox-hotboxin' the van hoe If you rollin' then you smokin' cause we hotboxin' the van hoe We hotboxin' the van, hotbox-hotboxin' the van If you roll with us then you smoke with us cause we hotboxin' the van hoe [Verse 2: Baby Bash] Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside It's ain't no squaredance, take your a**es home Overwhere by the astrodome and I just rolled me a ma**ive cone Yeah you gonna need some fog lights Cloudy and all white, we gon' do this all night Sometimes we crack the windows mane But when it's popo's around, disappear like David Blane [Hook] [Bridge: Paul Wall] Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside Tinted windows don't mean nothin', they know who's inside And we hotboxin' that van up, hotboxin' that van up [Verse 3: Marcus Manchild] So hotboxin' that van, lil mama know my plans Hit the vaporizer with 3 grams, get a little weed, that's to enhance Now I'm in the whip with about 10 freaks [?] just brought me 10 sweets So I got the purple then I got the diesel from Paul Wall in about 2 weeks I'mma hit St. Louis with my pictures, they keep that country grammar [?] from my n***a Playboy who stay out in east Atlanta So I hopped in the whip, pushed back on black and tinted so you know it Them braids is straight flew open when I roll it b**hes smokin' cuuuuh [Hook] [Bridge] [Outro: Paul Wall] So whatchu gonna do? You smokin' or you walkin'? Cause we gon' hotbox this van up baby