Smoke One





[Mr. Pookie]

I can feel it in the back of my mind

It's like Mary Jane came at the right time

While I'm FEELIND DEVINE

I take a look at the sky to make me feel like a nigga wanna stay high

Take a look at my eyes

You'd probably think I was blind

When you see a nigga's eyes that know fool

The people crook a nigga so cool

I been high all day me and the niggas that I'm close to

Up in the glass house BLOW!

And I'm loving this shit

Mary Jane to the brain, I'm in love with ya bitch

Don't know what I'd do if you didn't exist

No better way to calm me down when I'm stressing and shit

See there's a blessing for this

Now where the Indo

Getting higher than I can go

Roll it up I wanna see it in the air let the wind blow

All I wanna see is big smoke



Chorus (2X)

Just smoke

And blow

A blunt with me

I like marijuana

You like marijuana

We like marijuana

Legalize marijuana

Just smoke



[Mr. Lucci]

Sparking up the Mary Jane

Everyday in my own zone, gettin blowed

Holding down the place

Cuz when I'm chief I hate

Notice how my eyes lay when I'm so throwed

Kissing ya lips and holding ya soul

Ooo love ya baby girl when ya breaking me off

LIKING IT ROUGH WHEN ya making me cough, and easing my thoughts

Keeping G's with cheese cuz ya company costs

When we together we do nothing but floss

But when apart lord knows this two get hard to maintain

The only bitch that I FAITHFULLY claim

Steadily massaging my brain

And keep a playa on top of my game

Calm and cool every time that we hang

Me and crooks always running a train

Sucking ya body, girl till nothing remains

Feel nothing but pleasure, when I'm watching these flames

Hoping that nothing will change

so I can steal a sac and chill back while I'm smoking the Jane



Chorus



[K-ROC]

See all I wanna do is smoke a sac with my real niggas

Coming up the block hitting hard

Smoking on treez

Got me dropping to my knees

So I gotta give the praise to the sky and the stars

So if I wanna get high tonite

Mr. Pookie just roll me a blunt

We can both get blowed

Coming out the crook

Smoking big fat Optimos

See the LAWS

But them hoes can't stop us though

Who the pRo's in this mutherfucker with the big weed

Coming up the block me and Mr. Pookie

Got no money but I'm still blowing treez

And I don't give a damn what you think about me

I'm a STONEY crook soldier

Never been a buster

Blowing on treez no matter what them others done told ya

Hitting the scene with a pocket full of green

And you know what that means

We all getting high