Three 6 Mafia
Half On A Sack dainos žodžiai
[Juicy J talking]
Hey nigga get yo weed, get yo blow
Get yo drank together
Cause we bout to get hiiiiiigh [Chorus 2x (Juicy J)]
Half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some
Bring that dro i ain't playin' no mo' [Juicy J]
my Nose all runny, find a snow bunny
Take her to the crib, make her drink cummy
I'm from the hood I ain't never did this
But now I can say that I done done it
Cocaine Blain, that's my dog
Called him up to house this slut
We gone f**k her in the back of the bus
And fill her nose up full of that dust
Three 6 Mafia, wild on tour
Whooping these niggaz and f**king these hoes
In the bathroom bout two whole hours
Gettin' real high, passed out on the floor
F**k that shit, niggaz out of the frame
Take 'em one and one, back in the game
Back on the street, back on the strip
Looking for a freak to run a train [Crunchy Blac]
Whats ya boy doing with that weed?
Wheres your boy going with that shit?
Begging like a little kid
Give a homie a little bit
I ain't smoke, yeah I smoke
Cheefin on that endo dope
Hypnotize better, we make cheddar
All the haters git the rope (kill yo self!) [Chorus 2x (Juicy J)]
Half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some
Bring that dro i ain't playin no mo' [DJ Paul]
My nostrils so stopped up
I can't even smell the weed smoke
The green man, done got locked up
So I better make the best out this dro
I sniff, I choke, I really enjoy myself
It might seem like I'm sick
But that (?) done got me there
I got a couple of chocolate thangs
I got me a couple of white thangs
I got me a couple of Chinese bitches their pussies really sideways
I got a bag, zip lock
Filled to the trim with a pound in it
Me and scarecrow gone f**k these hoes
And make sure the click hit it [Crunchy Blac]
DJ Paul, that's my dog
We break down walls like king kong
Any nigga come by my pad later on
We smoke so much call us Cheech and Chong
i'm High as a bird, no like a plane
Got me high, I'm feeling it man
Ain't no shame in my game
Give a lil boy some of that co-ca-caine [Chorus 2x]
Hey nigga get yo weed, get yo blow
Get yo drank together
Cause we bout to get hiiiiiigh [Chorus 2x (Juicy J)]
Half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some
Bring that dro i ain't playin' no mo' [Juicy J]
my Nose all runny, find a snow bunny
Take her to the crib, make her drink cummy
I'm from the hood I ain't never did this
But now I can say that I done done it
Cocaine Blain, that's my dog
Called him up to house this slut
We gone f**k her in the back of the bus
And fill her nose up full of that dust
Three 6 Mafia, wild on tour
Whooping these niggaz and f**king these hoes
In the bathroom bout two whole hours
Gettin' real high, passed out on the floor
F**k that shit, niggaz out of the frame
Take 'em one and one, back in the game
Back on the street, back on the strip
Looking for a freak to run a train [Crunchy Blac]
Whats ya boy doing with that weed?
Wheres your boy going with that shit?
Begging like a little kid
Give a homie a little bit
I ain't smoke, yeah I smoke
Cheefin on that endo dope
Hypnotize better, we make cheddar
All the haters git the rope (kill yo self!) [Chorus 2x (Juicy J)]
Half on a sack or some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some blow
Half on a, half-half on a sack on some
Bring that dro i ain't playin no mo' [DJ Paul]
My nostrils so stopped up
I can't even smell the weed smoke
The green man, done got locked up
So I better make the best out this dro
I sniff, I choke, I really enjoy myself
It might seem like I'm sick
But that (?) done got me there
I got a couple of chocolate thangs
I got me a couple of white thangs
I got me a couple of Chinese bitches their pussies really sideways
I got a bag, zip lock
Filled to the trim with a pound in it
Me and scarecrow gone f**k these hoes
And make sure the click hit it [Crunchy Blac]
DJ Paul, that's my dog
We break down walls like king kong
Any nigga come by my pad later on
We smoke so much call us Cheech and Chong
i'm High as a bird, no like a plane
Got me high, I'm feeling it man
Ain't no shame in my game
Give a lil boy some of that co-ca-caine [Chorus 2x]
