Текст песни Capone-N-Noreaga - Married To Marijuana

Yo married to Marijuana stabilized persona
I bone a bitch anytime I wanna
It feel good just to see her in the all black
Lookin all that tell her i like to be with her
Everynight sleep with her
Some sneak you in jails open your nappy walls
Like bullet hole sores smoke you out during intercourse
I'm jealous knowing that you restin with them fellas
On the other side niggas I don't fuck with
Don't even talk to the way they act
I could see they hawk you
When I roll is like I undress you
When I smoke it's like I done blessed you
Taste is the best ..travel across ocean
West Coastin' searchin for the potent
I ain't the one to eat you mistreat you What!
I thug you out and let my duns hit you
Menage it's two of ya'll hydro and black tar
Rap seminar me and Akbar dutchies cigar
Noreaga N O R EA GA got AK fuck more bitches around way
Than the averaga nigga cuz most niggas is broke niggas
Get they drink on I get my dick on
Word bond I had this one bitch that led me on
Smelled like baby powder
Got out the shower 'round the god hour
Told me my love stronger last longer
Like a Duracell keep tickin I'm long dickin'
Strokin' her down provokin' her now to go down
Strokin' her down Strokin' her down

Get high now

get high get high now
get high get high

Yo to the chicks that get high with me
Smoke Lye with me come on girl
Why don't you come around my world

To the chicks that get high with me
Smoke Lye with me come on girl
Why don't you come around my world

To the chicks that get high with me
Smoke Lye with me come on girl
Why don't you come around my world

My world my world my world
My world my world my world

Married to Marijuana Married to Marijuana
Got a nigga whipped yo I'm whipped off that shit

Yo when I first fucked you I admit I didn't like it
It felt like my brain got kicked somebody spiked it
I was in the bathroom I consumed mad boom
Goin back to my women smellin' like perfume
Started arguments mad commotion
thinkin that I'm jokin when I said I wasn't strokin'
Was only tokin' she didn't believe me
Called up Musolini Yo where dun at
Where he was at last night
Asking mad questions interrigatin smoking sessions
The last lesson I get high thats true confession
From Iraq to El Segundo I hold a gun though
And get high for all my niggas livin' on the run though
I'm livin' this doin' this since the days of K-Swiss
Helados poppin' bottles some family resign
We live the life of crime nigga just shine
What What

Get high get high get high nigga get high
get high nigga get high get high