Released on October 31, 2006

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[Intro: Ludacris]

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

L-L-L-Lire up that dro'

L-L-Light up that dro'

L-L-Light up that dro'

L-Light up that dro'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'


[Chorus: Ludacris]

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

[Verse 1: Birdman & Ludacris]

So light it up, and pass the thang to me

I'm fresh off parole, and I could smoke a whole P

Can smell it in my clothes, you can smell it in my seats

That's how a nigga rolls, I was raised in them streets

I'm rollin' up a sweet, I'm fillin' it with keef

I'm too high to talk, bitch, keep it real brief

If it ain't 'bout money, you ain't even gotta speak

I smoke it in a paper, Weezy smoke it in a leaf

And, nigga, I'm Stunna, I got runners

And we keep them shotguns like hunters

We smoke thunder, it put me under

I'm talkin' straight purple kush, that fungus

See I be fuckin' with them trees, 'cause I'm straight out the jungle

Keep about five pounds, and we ain't even tryna hustle

Y'all already know how that go

(Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro')


[Chorus: Ludacris]

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'


[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I get my kush from California, get my dro from Arizona

I can get it 'cross the border, got a rider named Winona, hah

Yeah, and I be calmer than a soma

Inside of the Phantom, and it's lookin' like a sauna

And I stay high, and I still got my diploma

And I still keep the maggie on me like a Homer

And I'm too sick, man, I'm spittin' out a coma

And I'm still lettin' the money pile like goma

And I smoke that kill, y'all blowin' on begonias

And I keep a field of that grass like a farmer

And I keep that armor, try me and I'll spin you 'round

I be with the stars, and I ain't talkin' Tinsel Town

That's right the prince in town, bitch, tear the fences down

Like Prince in town

Boy I shits a pound of that purple rain on to Marvin's date, you with me now?

Too high you can't sit me down


[Chorus: Ludacris]

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

[Verse 3: Daz Dillinger & Kurupt]

We got that AK-47, white, right on set painted

Name it orange purple kush, that million dollar top brand

I got that white ivory ice tee, doctors requestin' dope weed

Blazin' up so much bomb, got a bad bitch on my side

See, we just smokin', we just smokin', we just tryna fire up

If you got the bomb-bomb, nigga, come and light it up

Yeah, blaze up, ain't nothin like ridin' by, drivin' high

Me and all the homies smokin', dumpin' if you chokin' smokin'

I smoke a swisher when they hit you, 'cause you might pass out

Look over at the bitches, snatch a blunt up out her mouth, bitch

Switch it to another scene, that smokin' has you endo green

Some homies be on that lean, mix it with that endo weed

Because we fucked up, we fucked up, yea nigga we fucked up

I like to smoke and drink, with that nickel-plated thang

Because we fucked up, we fucked up, yea nigga we fucked up


[Chorus: Ludacris]

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smoke-, smoke-, smokin' on some Cali'

Smokin' on some Cali', smokin'-, smokin' on some Cali'

Well, pour out the Henn' and Coke and light up that dro'