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(feat. Magnolia Slim a.k.a Soulja Slim) [Lokee] Skee make my heart beat, doochie make me duck But give me a big fat goo and nigga I'm cool as fuck Buck, buck, I steal niggaz like Randy Polo, with low blows Well worth the weight, in the 8-98, straight kickin' it With some brick niggaz out that Eastside Bout to take you all on this hellafied sweet ride I Gotsta have it when I rides in the A.L. Shotguns to the brain, nigga never strain, nigga never say when Nickels don't do nothin' but tickle the real smoker, I'm bout it I be blowing zones with my chauffeur, pull over, I need another optimal posse So I can my lil' thing, while me smokes weed up my nostril There go Jekyl & Hyde, take my guns from the side Motherfuckers seem to make a nigga do ya Motherfucker ???????? that nigga's eye, alright, heart bussa Don't back up nigga, who suffer Cause thats the only way a real soulja get enough of Tryin' to twerk somethin', tryin' to hurt somethin' Bump somethin', dump somethin', nigga, hunt somethin' Fuck, so my ????? stop runnin' track, say dog Pass that fuckin' dollar back and watch me pull a vicious act Speed ballin', all in, torture, look what the bundle man brought ya, torture [Chorus: Magnolia Slim] SongtexteWeed fiends, and dope fiends, and coke fiends Weed fiends, and dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and coke fiends Nuthin' but the weed fiends, know what I mean [Magnolia Slim: talking] Pass the weed whodi, don't be hoggin' the weed and shit Nigga hit, nigga, nigga, nigga, 2 nigga, not 3, stop countin' [Magnolia Slim] Pass me the weed and give me this dollar so I can snort this dope And when you roll it right, roll it so it can go up my nostrils Shit I get hostile, change my whole fuckin' way Walkin' through the whole project with a AK But ya can't see me, I'm camouflaged down When I shoot bloody bodies, they fall to the ground You facin' death, when you fuckin' 'round with my kind Shit I can't die, soulja sign stuck up on my mind Shit I be duckin', and I be ready to be uppin' on any nigga That girl be havin' me spooked so how ya figga Magnolia Slim ain't gone kill ya, bitch you must be trippin' (I feel ya) Nigga I be smokin' weed, and I be snortin' dope Yo I'm a man, fuck doin' my thang on the down low I be gettin' full, and about that cream This for the weed fiends, the dope fiends, and the coke fiends [Chorus] [Lokee and Magnolia Slim talking] Aus Songtexte Mania