The Uh-Huh

[Intro] No It's all about the "uh-huh", yeah '88 knows the "uh-huh" Spaceoy knows the "uh-huh" My man, Imani, knows the "uh-huh" Smooche Cat knows the "uh-huh" M.Walk knows the "uh-huh" Tap it once, so, women knows the— (Uh-uh), uh, knows the— [Verse] This is for the cheeba, cheeba, cheeba 'Cause I smokey, smokey, smokey Make that tookie, tookie, tookie for the tokey, tokey, tokey On the mota, ganja, sensi, the bomba Chase it with the jamba Air out your Honda Shit so big, we call it the anaconda Lookin' for a snow princess, smokes and serves like Bridgett Fonda Find me in a hotel, weigh your [?] With the shit that keeps you daze, mind begin to ponder About makin' it crack, takin' it back, creatin' a stack Like I hop, niggas pause when I drop A sly cop, tryin' to get my team to pop With a fiendish plot, my niggas chose the cot Paid bail in the morning and we broke the spot Drop ducks on my man before we left the lot Me and my dogs, all we know is chop the game Suckers want to shortstop and aim Pull 'em to the side and I raise the flame I just can't help it, but I love my Jane Cools the sunshine, warms up the rain Grow my stalks tall as little Zane You must be thinkin' that I'm insane But I'm hooked on the (Uh-huh) I'm hooked on the— I'm hooked on the kind bud You know the kind when you light it up in the club Everybody turns around and wonderin' where it's comin' from You know Dosier? Meet Dosier, got the blueberry And, I told ya, I got the AK-47 and the nightcrawler White witch and the bubble gum, if you need some, call me Herb talk, herb stalk One time, come around tryna cut down my herb stalk The stem of my herb stalk thick like Serena, boy, you should of seen her The big buds give me love Blazin' herb helps me unwind, relax and calm my nerve We need seeds 'cause, in every seed, there’s a bag of weed (That's right) Don't hate these nugs they're straight from Washington State Watch Doja roll spliffs big as the Golden Gates, out, man You OD on the BC, make you see, —3PO Deal on D-Lo' Eyes crossed like D.Bo In and out like C.Bo Another law tryin' to get passed, but vetoed like a [?] This is my story on the dank Make you run to the bank, low on the tank Sack seem short, you feel you got ganked Partner in the liquor store hookin' up the drank for the after That nigga, Brown, from the chapter They got the whirly bird swoopin' like a rafter Tryna capture your broad, I had to snatch her I took her to the mo', I like to do it slow Wake in the morning to a fatty and a cup of Joe Almost everybody I know (They go—) [Outro] They go— (Well, alright, you squares, it's time to smoke) They go— (Fire up this thump and let's take a toke) (Well, alright, you squares, it's time to smoke) (Fire up this thump and let's take a toke) (No) (No) (No) (No)