[Intro: Mac Dre]

Ah, no (Yeah)

Here we go again

One smokin' (Here we go again)

Back in Sebastopol (Sebastopol) with my hash friend (My hash friend)

Smoov-E, (Smoov-E) understand me?

Smoov-motherfuckin'-E

And me, MD from the V

[Verse 1: Mac Dre]

I come from a place where the dope fiends base

And it's hard to keep the rollers out your face

Keep a strap on your lap and a Back' and a sack

And a phat Zapco for the bass

X, sex, latex, leather coats by Avirex

Hyphy fools in Nike shoes

We play to win and don't like to lose

A lot of player cats in Cal bear hats

Lookin' for some chassy on the loose

Gold-diggin' bitches tryin ta get you for ya riches

Now tell me ain't that the truth

Tennis shoe pimpin', ain't no simpin', nigga try to get it hella quick

We rhyme, grind, all the time, sometimes might pull a lick

It's hella hoggish slightly doggish

From September 'til the end of August

Its MD in the place to be

Back with my cutthoat Smoov-E

When I'm weedless

I'm a fiend

And I need this

[Chorus: Mac Dre & Smoov-E]

We smokes (We smokes) our grass (Our grass)

And sometimes it's laced with hash (Not laced with hash)

They shakes (They shakes) they ass (They ass)

And sometimes we take they cash (We take they cash)

[Interlude: Smoov-E]

I want you to take me to yo' house (Yo' house)

Put some Isotoners on my feet (My feet)

Pay for the wheels on my wagon (My wagon)

You know

Pick up the tab on the pants I’m sagging (I’m sagging)

'Cause that’s what you need to do (That’s what you need to do)

Like that girl (Like that)

That’s what you need to do

[Verse 2: Smoov-E]

You by yourself, didn't bring sacks

Can't hang with E and all the Macs

With no head n shoulder

You think your getting cold but boy it gets colder

Boulder bash your expectations

Hot with heat with a kind of relations

You live a dream but you ain't got heem

Tell me you a baller but you ain't got a team

Can't break a bitch, no skill

Ho better bring me my pills

You can't play me with ya old Mercedes

Gotta give something for the grown man gravy

Hazy baby come with cabbage

Three new broads is a weekly average

A young mac know the dick to the purse

Hit it from the back, climbing in reverse

She had high socks and skirt like a nurse

She wasn't that fine but it sure gets worse

Night start slow with a quick finish

Hash to the head with an Olde English

Wiggle what ya mama gave ya

Don't mind my behavior

Wiggle what ya papa gave ya

Don't mind my misbehavior

[Chorus: Mac Dre & Smoov-E]

We smokes (We smokes) our grass (Our grass)

And sometimes it's laced with hash (Not laced with hash)

They shakes (They shakes) they ass (They ass)

And sometimes we take they cash (We take they cash)

[Outro: Smoov-E]

Her name was Rhonda, she liked marijuana

And let me hit in the back of her Honda

That Afghani, hash come in handy

With a hat to the side, big D in the ride, talk you out yo' panties

Her name was Rhonda, she liked ganja

And let me hit in the back of her Honda

That Afghani, hash come in handy

With a hat to the side, big D in the ride, talk you out yo' panties