"WEEKEND BUZZ"
POETIC HUSTLA'Z featuring Krayzie Bone
Smoke some weed. Keep me high.
'Til I die, die, I'll be high, high.
I feel my weekend buzz, 'cause I'm still fucked up from the weekday.
Weekend buzz, 'cause I'm still fucked up from the weekday.
Boogy Nikke:
I'm lovin' my weekend buzz. I smoke my swisha sweet with honey.
Tony Tone, get me a light to make a shit. Hit the light. Did
you pin the playa hation last night? I'm gettin' stick it while I'm
pinnin' all the sticky intentions and the bitches and all them rag-to-riches-ass
niggas, take me back to the time when we was all in the back, and I jack
that nigga for his swoll, twenty sack, now what would ya do if a nigga had
a blunt and never smoked with you like you do?
Tony Tone:
Just pass that blunt over to me, and let me hit that Henessey, 'cause I'm
still fucked up from last night, but a nigga like me got the sticky. I
mean I gotta have mo' weed than little bit. I need that icky sticky
shit before I have a weed fit, 'cause drinkin' brews is nothin' new to me.
P.O.D. and that's my speciality everyday and that's how life should
be. All day long keep my head full of smoke, until my lungs can't take
no more. I guess I continue to choke, and smoke, and choke.
I feel my weekend buzz, 'cause I'm still fucked up from the weekday.
Mo! Hart:
I'm sittin' on the side of my bed, just gettin' up. Nigga, these
days I gotta wake up to a fat-ass blunt. Gettin' high is like a bare
necessity, just the feelin' that I get sometimes get the best of me. I'm
already in my own world, but now it's enhanced by this green shit that I'm
holdin' in hands. Spark up the flame, prepare for the countdown, 'cause,
shit, I know damn well what's 'bout to go down--smoke-session 'bout to go
down. What? It's 'bout to go down.
Krayzie:
It's the last day of the week, finally Friday, and high we unwind, been
handlin' millions, collectin' chips, so now I wanna get high tonight.
Pockets tight, any tighter--they just might rip. When you get your
money right, nigga, you smoke how much you like, and it's nice. Love
marijuana, weed, la la, la la, whatever ya wants to call it, it's all
good if it keeps me high. Here's another weed song, now sing along.
Get your reefer on. Whoo! Nigga, get ya reefer on.
Remember "Buddah Lovaz?" One, after another. Yeah, now,
how high can you go, 'cause you know we can choke [choke]? You know
we can choke [choke, choke]. Yeah, ha ha, nigga. I said you know
we can choke [choke, choke, choke, choke].
Boogy Nikke:
It's my weed, punk, we get on 'til the break of dawn. Whatever
you want...
Tony Tone
...then bring it on, rollin' blunt after blunt...
Mo! Hart:
...puffin' and chokin' 'til I P.O.D...
Krayzie:
...I'm goin' broke on reefer smoke--done spent up all of my cheese.
Smoke some weed. Keep me high.
I said my weekend buzz, 'cause I'm still fucked up from the weekday.
'Til I die, die, I'll be high, high.
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