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Snoop Dogg

It Blows My Mind

 

It Blows My Mind

(album: Welcome 2 Tha Chuuch...Vol. 3 - 2004)


You should smokes with me

The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
It blows my mind

Blowing chronic to me, it's like a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and listen to me
Don't go against me, fool, go with me
We could blow it all together, like Bobby Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got something in common
They could search a nigga, but they never finding my bomb
And I got the stash, spot, my cash got
Lot of motherfuckers pumping police shots
I'm not the one, nigga, you can call me the two
Bob Marley reincarnated, pupils dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated, many times
You surprised how I made it, huh? You hate it, huh?
But you know, I ain't even tripping
I'm splitting that swisher up, plotting on the come up (Yeah)
I'm living my life, and never putting my gun up
Drinking my drink, and I'ma smoke that blunt

The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
It blows my mind

The greener the tree, the better the bud
The strength of the branch will tell you how chronic it was
I'm buzzing high, sliding, slipping
Got you listening to Snoop, it make you feel like you Cripping
It's all to the good, the dash is wood
You got some hoes in your truck and now you're ready to fuck
But, they're fronting and faking, and time is wasting
She don't wanna give you her number, now she hollering at Jason
Now don't get mad, just roll to the pad
And keep a G on the bitch and roll another dub bag (My nigga)
Light that shit, hit that bitch
Then pass it to your homie like a player, pimp (Blaze that bitch)
And when you get dizzone (Dizzone)
Crack the door, and let me get a little snizzle
Cause ain't no fun, if the homies can't get none
Puff, puff, pass my nigga, one lizza

The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
It blows my mind

Do you want to smoke with me? (Do you want to?)
Come and keep me company
Baby, come and fuck with me
You should smokes with me
Do you want to smoke with me? (Do you want to?)
Come and keep me company
Baby, come and fuck with me
You should smokes with me

It's the diabolical, chronical, mythological
Psychological, make a model ho' fuck a G
Pre-medical, steady slow those, ready can get it
Teacher taught it to those inside, with mind apparatus
My status has been the baddest, ever since I intro'd
I'm that nigga that brought y'all the info (On what?)
On the Chucks, French braids, and endo
Big Snoop Dogg, with the fog on the window
Spell your name in it, put your face in it
And hang with the nigga with the gangbang spinach
Drag it, blunt wrap it, or zig-zag it
It don't really matter, even if it's in the package
Put it to the side, so when your boy hit the Eastside
I'm look for the firefied G5
Ayo Pharrell, gimme that VA discount
I'm tryna bounce with the whole ounce (Smoke me out)

The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing
It blows my mind

Do you want to smoke with me? (Do you want to?)
Come and keep me company
Baby, come and fuck with me
You should smokes with me
Do you want to smoke with me? (Do you want to?)
Come and keep me company
Baby, come and fuck with me
You should smokes with me

Do you, do you, do you, do you, do you?
Do you think that you could fuck with weed?
Yeah, Pharrell, this that shit right here
And BBC nigga
It's some of that, that next level shit right here, nephew
Sure 'nough, sure 'nough, you know, I know I like that shit

The chronic's blowing (I'm just stoned to be here)
The chronic's blowing (Don't nobody smoke like me)
The chronic's blowing (Real shit, haha)
The chronic's blowing (Keep your chronic blowin')
The chronic's blowing (Everywhere I'm goin')
The chronic's blowing (And now you knowing, yeah)
The chronic's blowing
The chronic's blowing (We just smoking, they ain't counting our bank)
It blows my mind

Drinking our drink, do you dig what I'm sayin'?
We ain't gon' never swim, we gon' stay afloat
Cause we always hit the right note (It blows my mind)
That's real shit, Pharrell, you my loc'
And that's for life, my nigga, haha
Gangsta Gumpo, Neptunes, Star Trak (It blows my mind)
Billionaire Boys Club, D.P.G, Doggystyle Records, ooh-wee
(It blows my mind)
Hahaha

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