bleezies-n-heem

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 backwoods

give me a fifth of that privelege hennessy and uh. that's it

thank you very very much

what you know about me? i'm mac dreezy

call hennessy

heem

and a blunt a bleezy

i keep a fat sack wrapped in a backwood leave

smoke trees that make me look japanese

green seedless

mean when i'm weedless

never in denial

i'm a fiend and i need this

any day is a bad day for mac dre

when he ain't got it

they ask why he act that way

i smoke champ

cush and

man what's

bomb and sprayed

i can't fade a beezy who can keep a bleezy

rolled for a neezy

i ask her what the feezy?

i gotta have weed

to go get weed

you don't like it

kiss my ass till your lips bleed

this ones for the club so i'm kinda like keeping it clean

sing it with me ya'll

bleezies-n-heem

i gots to have my dope

every where i go

when they ask me what's my drank

i say heem and what you thank

i l-o-v-e h double e-m

i drink like ten of them things that swim

he's heeming again is what they say when i come around

i'll get dumb drunk and fuck up your compound

your building your establishment

mobbin' saying cuddie i'm hella bent

oh what a feeling when your looking at the ceiling

and it's spinning and the earl starts spilling

i drink heem when i perk don't like erk and jerk

it don't work

when a nigga chillin'

might spill it on my abercrombie fitch

know i got the man not the liquor store witch

well baby would you please run and get

me another hennessy fifth

bleezies-n-heem. fire up

let's get drunk

get your cup fill it up

don't be no punk

a party ain't a party if every damn body

ain't lifted

and a little bit tipsy

but don't drink and drive

i remember one time

my cuddie joogy

wrapped this fifty

rap this with me

and if you don't understand

you a inbred

your daddy and your uncle was the same man

i gotta have dope

every where i go

when they ask me what i drank

i say heem what you thank?

i gets heem in me

only substitute is remy

in sac with jimmy

or in portland with kenny

i'm danked out

drank out

can't talk

can't count

if i want some more i'm making baby pull her bank out

who own a bomb boy? what do you mean?

sing it to him ya'll

bleezies-n-heem