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redman - lite 1 witcha boi lyrics

“lite 1 witcha boi”
(feat. method man, bun b)

[redman] aowww!
[bun b] what the f-ck is that?!
[redman] i’m ’bout to light my medication!
[method man] hey yo doc
[redman] whattup?
[method man] let’s do this sh-t
[redman] okay then – light one up for ya boy out there
[method man] yo, let’s go

[method man]
i like to fly the friendly skies until the sky fall
i got them frequent flier miles, i hit the sky mall
i’m on that red eye flight, you see the redness in my eyeb-lls
homey ain’t no question that i b-lls
i’m fresh as pine-sol, what you smellin is trees
me and my bredderns inhalin watermelon and cheese
i clear my head like magellan while he’s sailin the seven, seas
’til armageddeon just waitin ’til i’m a legend
please! i am legend, a veteran in my profession
no guessin it’s meth in this session, you smell this herbal essence
ain’t nothin like a first impression
sky’s the limit, and sometimes i’m so fly, i need a flight extension

[chorus 2x: redman]
yo i know i smell good, when i walk by
i catch sky miles, cause i look high
and plus i look fly baby take a polaroid
and when you done with that light one wit’cha boy

[redman]
yessir, aiyyo
i’ve been in every hood around the world it never fail
soon as they smell that aroma they say light the l
yeah, they see me flow, (half baked) like chappelle
i guess i swim and smoke like michael phelps
yeah, type the e-mail, tell ’em i got the bud
females, i got ’em locked, like casanova rud
lookin at my roley i got time like the culture club
and since we off the hook, mmm, i’ma roll it up!
girl you know wh-ssup, friday we gon’ get it in
i’m gonna tell you shut up, you’ll say “say it again!”
now light one wit’cha boy to let you know i play to win
and tell them other emcees they life paper thin

[chorus]

[bun b]
p-ss me a cigar i’ll bust it open then i’ll dump it out
dig into my bag of tricks and pull a lil’ somethin out (hold up)
that medical marijuana that’s pharmaceutical
when i break it down that sh-t be stickin to my cuticles
the banana kush that’s perfect for a gorilla
i twist that motherf-cker up and fire up the killer
i put a lighter to the -ss end and start smokin
then p-ss it over to reggie n-ble and now he tokin
and puff puff p-ss n-gg-, don’t be like the last n-gg- (naw)
gave him a blunt and all he gave me back was ash n-gg- (naw)
just tryin to smoke somethin (somethin) then hit the crunk spot (spot)
and shut that motherf-cker down with the funk doc!

[chorus 2x]

[bun b]
god d-mn red!

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