I Need a Sweet

[South Park Mexican {*dialing*}]

Man, let me call this boy, man

Hey, your boy doing bad

[Juan Gotti] Dope House Records

[SPM]        What up, Gotti

Say man, I need a ride to the weed house man

[Juan Gotti] Fa sho', homeboy, I'll be right there

[South Park Mexican]

I need a sweet

With short red hair

And when a sweet

I need to be there

I need a sweet

Hear what I say

A killer sweet

To get me through the day

[Verse 1: South Park Mexican]

I need a sweet

So I can blow

A forty dollar sweet

Full of indo

I got a buzz

Uh hun, that's why I does

I put diamonds on my daughter's hairbrush

In this times

Of hate and pain

We need a remedy

To get us out the rain

Jealousy

A little greed

I been thinking

Of what I need

Purple leaves

With crystal flakes

If it's not hydro, please get that out my face

Two-twenty five for a half of O-Z

In the club, with my homeboy Joey T

My science project was in the school arena

Cause I made a bong out this old steam cleaner

Ya mon

Chorus: South Park Mexican

I need a sweet

With short red hair

And when a sweet

I need to be there

I need a sweet

Hear what I say

A killer sweet

To get me through the day

Help me out

I need a sweet

I really do

I need a sweet

Can I smoke a few

I need a sweet

To get me right

I need a sweet

Everyday and everynight

(Verse 2)

[Angela Perez] I need a sweet

To calm my nerves {*inhale, exhale*}

A swisha sweet

Filled with killer herbs... {*coughing*}

I wanna fill it, roll it, hit it, smoke it

Hydro-ponic's what I blow, it

Don't matter what time...

I just wanna get high...

But wait

I fiend for the greens obscene

Always wanna smoke like a damn chimney

Motherfuckers call me Miss Big Cheat

But I don't give a fuck cause I love my weed

Step up to the club to the V.I.P

All the fuckin' ballers like "Up your sweets"

Yeah, everybody know I make it H-O-T

Me and mary jane, that's all I need

[SPM]          Come on, Beesh

[Baby Bash]    I need an

S to the W, double E, T

If you smoke with Baby Beesh, don't tell the police

Cause I'm on that paper, mayn, that's wrong

Cal with a sweet and fat O-zone

If you want that dope

I got a boat load

While my girl got my baby momma in a chokehold

Smoke til my eyes turn Japaneese

Me and Carlos lit half-a-tree

Now I don't pimp

A jigalow

I blow big indo with my niggaros

Gotta mouth full of cotton cause I'm off green butter

Marijuana, mayn, I love her

[SPM]          This some good ass weed, Beesh

[Baby Bash]    Ain't it, though?

I will not think they'll play this on the radio

I hope so, I need to pay my rent

Now split that sweet down the middle, pimp

Repeat Chorus

[South Park Mexican]

Man, that was some good ass weed, bro

I'm feeling good

Uh hun, my name is Los

Uh hun, I'm feeling good

{*Juan Gotti and SPM laughing*}

[Juan Gotti] You a fool, nigga

[SPM]        Yeah, I'll take me to that next dimension, homie

[Juan Gotti] Aight, yeah

{*coughing*}