Snoop Dogg - It Blows My Mind Lyrics
U should smokes wit me"the chronics blowin"(x4)blowin chronic to me is like a tradition to mei gotz the pid-amps so sit down and listen to me"dont go against me boo, go wit me"we could blow it all together and bobby brown and whitneyyea we got somethin' in comminniggaz search a nigga but they never find in my vomiti got the stash spot,my cash gota lot of mutha fukin fo police shotsim not the one, nigga u could call me the twobob marley we incartinated pupils nialatedimaxipated,concentrated,debated waitinmany times u suprised how i made it.(huh?)u hate it (huh) but u no i aint even trippinim splitin that skwusha up plotin it cum upim livin my life n never puttin my gun updrinkin my drink n imma smoke that blunt.(chorus)the chronic's blowin (x4)(verse 2)the greena the tree the better the budthe strenth of the branch will tell ya how chronic it was(huh?) buzzin high slide n slippin got ya listenin to snoopn feel like u crippinitz all goody-good the dash woodu got some hoes in ya truck n now u ready to fukBUTthey fright n fakinn time is wastinshe dont wanna eat me nowbut now hollerin at jasonnow, dont get maddjust roll to the padjust keep it G on da ***** n roll anotha dubea(wat nigga) light that shit, hit that *****then pass it to ya homie like a player or pimpand wen ya get dizza crack da doughand then ya get a little sizzacuz aint no fun if the homies cant get none*****,***** pass my nigga(CHORUS)the chronics blowin (x4)DO U WANNA SMOKE WIT MECOME AND KEEP ME COMPANYMAYBE COME AND ***** WIT MEU SHOULD SMOKE WIT ME (x2)itz the diobalical chronical mythalogical phycologicalmake a model hoe fuk a G.(G)premedical status logosready cn get itteach to me and those inside wit mind apperaticsmy status has been the badest eva since that INRTOim that nigga that brought yall the infoon the chucks spress braid and endobig snoop dog wit da fog on the windowspell ya name n put ya face in itn hang wit da nigga wit da game face spinningrab it run rag it or zig zag itand it dont even matta if it in the packageput on the side so wen ya boy hit the EAST SIDEim lookin fo the 5'5 g-fineay yo fo reel give that VA dicountim tryin to bounce wit a whole ounce(CHORUS)the chronics blowin (x4)DO U WANNASMOKE WIT MECOME AND KEEP ME COMPANYMAYBE COME N FUK WIT MEU SHOULD SMOKES WIT ME (X2)DO YA DO YA DO YA DO YA DO YADO YA THINK THAT U CAN FUK WIT MEdo dat BBC niggathe chronics blowin (x8)(children laughing)end.
