Smokin' On Da Dro

[Chorus: Pimp C] Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho [Verse 1: DJ Paul & La Chat] Now all these chicken head hoes tryna smoke for free See now ho round these parts gon' be smokin' on me Get the fuck in where you fit in, if you want it, throw your bucks in Trade your truck in, put somethin' on it Hold up, now how you figure that La Chat be jockin' niggas for weed You in my face so motherfucker, yeah, I'm smokin' for free See, we can't kick it 'less you niggas stick and roll in that dough So fuck you boy I'm real as truth and so I know we'll smoke (Who?) That ain't my dog, that's just a nigga that just be tryna play hard The type of nigga I steal my weed from when times get hard But if you wanna fuck with that fool, it's cool, I ain't hurtin' You better dress real light 'cause that conditionin' ain't workin' Nigga, who gives a fuck what kinda friend or kin that he be to you I'm 'bout my smokin', chokin', chiefin', fuck what you and him do Ain't shit for free, but shit with me, you gotta be ready to spend A ghetto bitch, I'm layin' back smokin', with a devilish grin, player [Chorus: Pimp C] Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] I smoke 'em, get choked on, provoked on the leaves These bitches want to get they hands on and chief I duck in, I dodge in, I dip in, I dive For bitches who follow to smoke by my side The head tilt, just like silk, she made me get milk The hobos, just smoke on the blunt super built Snatch your bitches ass if she went in my stash Make money, get fucked up, treat women like trash [Verse 3: Juicy J] All all these hoes be sayin' we ghetto, maybe not they type of fellow Pushin' on that Chevy pedal always tryna sell that yellow Guess she think that I'm gon' beat her, all I wanna do is meet her We can ride out on the bridge to meet this nigga with my re-up Don't be scared when we be slangin', love your company when we hangin' Heard you like to fuck with robbers, let you niggas run a train and Rub your pussy with the fruity, bend you over, bang the booty Undercover fuckin' partner, I will shock ya, never knew it [Chorus: Pimp C] Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho [Verse 4: T-Rock] This for the smokers and chiefers, she get on reefer, her throat is deeper Strait from a skeezer who stimulated to suck my peter We ridin' on Ox and Vogues, hallin' and flockin' hoes Which one of these bitches'll suck me clean as mop and glow? You ho in the freight can slown it, yo mouth and my dick component A solid contraption we comin' bitches a magic moment Inside of a navigator, bitches'll masturbate ya This sweat is activator, vanilla her favourite flavour The semen ejaculator, but T-Rock 'll never pay ya If she broke then she won't hit the blunt without hoin' later Your payment is from the labour, obedient to my favours When she get high her favourite food is dick in Now-N-Laters A true gullin' rooty player, hella-fresh in my Gators Bitches they smokin' free with the Mafia Undertakers We cool as refrigerators, when breathin' the chronic vapors Ain't trustin' no ho, a dick suckin' ho is a infiltrator [Chorus: Pimp C] Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Smokin' on the dro', you can't act like you don't know Get down-get down on your knees like a topnotch ho Get down on your knees like a topnotch ho