Snoop Dogg ft. Wiz Khalifa - Smokin On (feat. Juicy J)

[Hook] Bet you high but I ain’t smoking with the rest though Cause if it’s in my drink, believe that it’s the best smoke I’m talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though [Wiz Khalifa] Cut those cameras on cause my camera’s on And my niggas backin me riding around town With a big old bag of weed Taylor Gang, we ain’t in your faculty Me and Snoop Dogg, we created a masterpiece Smoke all day and we makin this cash, and we Bout it bout it like Master P Go hard, stack ya cheese, roll a joint, pass the trees TGOD, he’s the OG, real G shit what it has to be My real nigga gon pop tags for me Get bags for me Say you just wanna shake hand with me? Same fuck niggas used to laugh at me Now I’m riding around town in the car that you can’t even pronounce And you can’t go fast as me Smoke smoking, she know that I’m a player So she wanna come up here spend that cash on me That pimp shit come naturally That ? shit is wack to me My kush grown organically My ballin is actually [Hook] Bet you high but I ain’t smoking with the rest though Cause if it’s in my drink, believe that it’s the best smoke I’m talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin, no You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin, no [Snoop Dogg] Let me turn you on to turn you out To make you feel how you really wanna feel For real, sho will, nigga I got that kilo You know what I got: Captain Crunch, soda pop Like my kush cut from a bush Mix it together, get it together Hypo grow with the hydro flow Smoking on some shit I don’t know This is that shit that was caught From my niggas on the block with a .44 Glock – oh no! Cuttin it up, button it up Homie don’t speak at all You might stay, you might be most likely like shark bait I might hate, but you smoking that lightweight Wrong class, featherweight, levitate Set it straight: let me break it down for you Flip it, zip it, let it fly If it’s good, it’s gonna get you high Drop it, stop it, that ain’t the one We don’t even smoke that shit for fun! [Hook] [Juicy J] Yea nigga, I’m rolling up that high-grade Chillin on the post, smoking like it’s Friday Every day of the week to Juicy J’s a high day Think I’m Chinese cause my eyes straight I threw up a 6 into a 20 ounce Smoked a half ounce of kush, felt like 20 ounces Around that fucked up Marley now I’m high as fuck Every Jacob seeing, Juicy screamin out: ‘let’s fade!” I dun popped a pill and hit the lean behind it Where my mind? Somebody help me find it Got a black and white bitch, they my mixed bitch They keep my double cup full, OG in my Swisher [Hook]