we just gon get fuckin high 
we ain't got nothing to do its friday 
we ain't no job 
All my niggaz get ya weed 
Go get all ya Phillies 
No White Owls go get them Dutchies 
And shit like that 
And lets get high on this one 
And all niggaz get drunk too 
Cause i get drunk too 
I'm a drunk man 
Thats right know what I mean? 
who got that liqour 
Lets get fuckkkkkkkedddd up!!! 

Chorus: Noreaga (repeat 2X) 

Smoke weed nigga and let me see y'all smoke 
And get high nigga and let me hear y'all choke 
And drink some hennesay nigga 
And you can mix it with coke 
I hit the bar up with cream and wont leave till I'm broke 

--=={1ST VERSE}==-- 
Aiyyo I'm half baked 
Half of my brain done baked 
Married to marijuana, yo she got a fat ass 
But know I fuck with her sister 
Yo her name black hash 
we have menaj in the car kid and still don't crash 
Cousin Heineken had me flipping and dippin 
I hate that bitch but you I'm still sippin 
I'm in Corona now 
I fuck with ayo I fuck with Hennea Seya and Theresa 
Flew us out of town kid, charge it to the VISA 
we all drunk up fucked up and smoked out too 
Sometimes I get so high I think I do kung-fu 
Straight sneeze on niggaz 
Like ha-choo, disrespect they food 
Thought I told em I'm rude 
Coke head niggaz try to sober up in the new 
I went to Philly smoked weed with Red and Meth 
It was Phillie after Phillie then still acting silly then 
Last Phillie wasnt even in Philly 

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Bridge: Noreaga 

Do the drunk man nigga 
Do the drunk man 
Do the drunk man nigga 
Do the drunk man 
Do the drunk man nigga 
Do the drunk man 
Do the drunk man nigga 
Do the drunk man 

--=={2ND VERSE}==-- 
I guess I explain 
Smoke green straight to the brain 
Marijuana ain't a drug it's just like your chick 
You gotta understand it 
Then fuck your bitch, fuck whatever else nigga, just fuck the bitch 
I get real nice 
while y'all niggaz fuck with detox 
I smoke weed on my way to the weed spot 
wassup y'all ain't nothing wrong with that 
I rather you smoke on weed than smoke on gats 
I ain't a role model nigga but i model my raps 
If I could do it all over still live in Iraq 
I probably come back and try to save my man Killa Black 
I save my bloody money kid and bring it to laundromats 
Get High 
Chill High 
Real High 
I Make the Judge and jury just comply with I 
Get right up in ya business nigga like I was a private eye 
FBI 

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