Kush Ups

(Album: Cheez N Dope - 2013)

[Intro:]
Yeah, I know a lot of y'all niggas out there
Getting your weight up, hitting them push ups and shit
But how many of y'all getting' your smoke on properly?
You know, hitting them kush ups
Puff, puff, pass, nigga
Project Pat
Nasty Man, Bun B, let's go

[Hook:]
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass
Puff, puff, puff, pass (we doing kush ups)
Puff, puff, puff, pass (we doing kush ups)
Puff, puff, puff, pass (we doing kush ups)
Puff, puff, puff, pass (we doing kush ups)

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Smoking so much kush it got my forehead sweating (woo!)
Relay blunts, pass 'em like batons, smokin's what I do
Fell off in the kush session, tapped out, I was through
You got Cali goods on deck, I need a zip, I'm coming through
Smoking back-to-back like Rastas do, eating pasta too
Ain't no flexing, see these papers and these Swishers we ran through
Smoking gram after gram, Cheech and Chong session, hoe
Blowing kush ups in the gym, AKA the studio
I get UFO high, E.T. kush
Purple Cali what I love, the smoke I buy it by the bush
I love that lemon sour D, blue dream that's the herb
I'm so loud in the room but I ain't said a word

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Bun B]
I'm fucking 'round with my trill niggas, my real niggas, my boys
While y'all niggas all burnt up, we turnt up like noise
We pulling out them toys, we dropping tops so 'cise
With that big grill and that fifth wheel you know we super tight
Daytime or in the night, but you know we packing that loud
Walk into a room of them weed heads and we still stand out in a crowd
Their noses go up in the air, they looking out for their set
Just look for me, that trill OG, we in here getting bent
That's just how I represent, nothing but that PA in me
And you ain't got to ask who keep that good, player, it's been me
I been twisting them Sweets, I been breaking that good down
Been bleeding these streets, nigga we been burning this hood down
Hold up

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Nasty Mane]
Puff, puff, puff, pass
My weed louder than a fucking marching band
Most of you niggas, been smoking on that garbage, man
My weed stay stinking, just like some garbage, man
Look, I'm blowing on that blue dream
Hey, it got me hype – I call it "turn up green"
Look, I'm working out – on them Zig Zags
Five doobies in rotation, that's a plane crash
I got a bad bitch with me and she blowing weed
The next thing you know, she was blowing me
I swear she a wolf, man
She huffed and puffed and blew me down
Damn...

[Hook]