Chorus: people in Oakland...Oakland woo see I'm ridin higher and higher woo oo kinda broke so ya know all I gots five I got five (Yukmouth) player give me some brew an I might just chill but I'm the type that like to light another joint like Cypress Hill I'm steal doobies spit loogies when I puff on it I got some bucks on it but it ain't enuff on it go get the S t. I des never the less, I'm hella Fresh, rollin joints like a cigarrette so pass it 'cross the table like Ping Pong, I'm gone, beatin' my chest like King Kong, it's on, wrap my lips around a 40, and when it comes to get another stogie, fools all kick in like Shinobi no, me ain't my homie to begin with, it's too many heads to be poppin' at my friend hit it unless you pull out the phat, crispy five dollar bill on the real before its history cos fools be havin' them vaccum lungs, an if you let 'em hit it for free, you hellar "dum-dum-dum-dum" I come to school with the taylor on my earlobe avoidin' all the thick teasers, skeezers, and weirdos that be blowin off the land like 'where tha bomb at?' give me two bucks, you take a puff, and pass my bomb back suck up the dank like a slurpy the serious bomb will make a nigge go delirous like Eddie Murphy I got more growin' pains than Maggie cos homies nag me, to take the dank out of the baggie Chorus: I got five on it, grab your 40, let's get keyed I got five on it, messin' wit that Indo weed I got five on it, it's got me stuck and not go back I got five on it, potna lets go <b>...</b>
luniz
i got five on it
rap
weed
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