Ganja Man

[Intro: Chris Webby] Yeah [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Hit that Ganja Man, man, man, man when I'm running low We ain't buying grams, man, need a couple O -Z's, please, weed, trees, dope Shit, call it what you want, just put that blunt in roll -Tation, I'm blazing an eighth when I'm wake and I'm so Faded from tasting these flavors through vapor and smoke Hit the Ganja Man, straight to his place and I go Raw cones, shit I ain't got the patience to roll I'm takin' it slow 'cause my brain is incapable of Critical thinking, chronic pumps through the veins and my blood Smoking it all, never wasted a bud Then I'm GPSing straight to the plug [Chorus: Alandon] Man could keep the fire blazing 'til I'm done Pass around in rotation, one by one But when it run low, no worries, I know Just who to call when we need to get more 'Cause Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) [Verse 2: Smoke DZA] Foot on throats Never let up, stay clever, ain't 'bout your cheddar They ain't got gas, learnt the hustle from Helen Keller We different fellas I could never be ya'll, never, nah, different cloth Different pedigree, different repertoire I mind my business, I don't get involved Cookie packs like Pepperidge Farm I gave 'em one a time in Lebanon GMO, dosey dose, package every one, one Hold on, look Iceberg, big baby ride clean Hundred dollar body wash, it's all 'bout hygiene Eyes blood shot red, I don't need Visine Pass the backwood pack and watch how I scheme Really [Chorus: Alandon] Man could keep the fire blazing 'til I'm done Pass around in rotation, one by one But when it run low, no worries, I know Just who to call when we need to get more 'Cause Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) [Verse 3: B-Real] Have another one if you need one If you run out, come see Doctor Green Thumb Don't hesitate, don't wait on the payday Come too late, might be on vacay On a jet, mile high in the cloud bank Got a set later on at the South Bank Got a twelve pack ready, call it pre-rolled Backstage blown out, tranquilo Look at me though, got tons, no kilos No blunts, no freeloads No boof, no egos Set the roof on fire, amigo One love, get it legal One foot for the people One flood, no equal Got love for the eagle Make room for the sequel Insane with the B-Low Got it lit, dab hit on the transcript I'm so keyed up like a habit Make it all mine, never had shit Take it all in, better grab it Never let it go when you have it Set it all off like I planned it I know some can't understand it Get the bag, man, run off like a bandit [Chorus: Alandon] Man could keep the fire blazing 'til I'm done Pass around in rotation, one by one But when it run low, no worries, I know Just who to call when we need to get more 'Cause Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) [Outro: Alandon] One more time! 'Cause Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man) Ganja Man is in town (Ganja Man, Ganja Man)