Текст песни Mac Dre - Bleezies-N-Heem
Mac Dre - Bleezies-N-Heem слова песни
(Mac Dre talking)Hello my friend, How you do my friend? What would you like?Yes, what would you like?I want uh... pack of backwoods...pack of backwoodsGive me a fifth of that privelege hennessy and uh... thats itThank you very very much[Verse 1]What you know about me? I`m Mac DreezyCall Hennessy, Heem, and a blunt a BleezyI keep a fat sack wrapped in a backwood leaveSmoke trees that make me look JapaneseGreen seedless, mean when I`m weedlessNever in denial, I`m a fiend and I need thisAny day is a bad day for Mac DreWhen he aint got it, they ask why he act that wayI smoke champ, cush and ???Man whats ???, bomb and sprayedI can`t fade a beezy who can keep a bleezyRolled for a neezy, I ask her What the feezy?I gotta have weed, to go get weedYou dont like it, kiss my ass till your lips bleedThis ones for the club so I`m kinda like keeping it cleanSing it with me yall, bleezies-N-heem,[Chorus 2x]I gots to have my dopeEvery where i go When they ask me whats my drankI say heem and what you thank[Verse 2]I L-O-V-E H double E-MI drink like ten of them things that swimHe`s heeming again is what they say when I come aroundI`ll get dumb drunk and fuck up your compoundYour building your establishmentMobbin` saying cuddie I`m hella bentOh what a feeling when your looking at the ceilingAnd it`s spinning and the earl starts spillingI drink heem when I perk don`t like Erk and JerkIt don`t work, when a nigga chillin`Might spill it on my Abercrombie FitchKnow I got the man not the liquor store witchWell baby would you please run and getMe another hennessy FifthBleezies-N-Heem...[Chorus]Fire up, lets get drunkGet your cup fill it up, don`t be no punkA party aint a party if every damn bodyAint lifted, and a little bit tipsyBut don`t drink and drive, I remember one timeMy cuddie joogy, wrapped this fifty, rap this with meAnd if you don`t understandYou a inbred, your daddy and your uncle was the same manI gotta have dope, every where i goWhen they ask me what I drank, I say heem what you thank?I gets heem in me, only substitute is remyIn Sac with Jimmy, or in Portland with KennyI`m danked out, drank out, can`t talk, can`t countIf i want some more I`m making baby pull her bank outWho own a bomb boy? What do you mean?Sing it to him yall, bleezies-N-heem[Chorus 2x]