"Ultimate Stoner" lyrics
(feat. B-Real)
Welcome to Smoke-A-Lot radio
This your host with the most chronic smoke, sir Smoke-A-Lot
We got an interesting topic tonight
We're discussing or tryna find the ultimate stoner
The hotline is on fire tonight
Caller number one, would you state your name and your claim, my brother?
Look, what's the deal? I'm burning with Adam Hill
Got B-Real on the wheel with Nummy in the Seville
My Cypress from the hill, I get it straight from the hill
Then I send it OT for my niggas to make the scrill
Like Beyoncé, you smoking on [?]
Hate gin, but I still got that Bombay, we cooler than Fonzie
Fix the shatter with the wax and the broccoli
Got that KK, my nigga, no Kanye
In the Northwest, smoking on Seattle's best, at the hemp fest
I bench press whole pound joints, get your chin checked (Man, damn!)
Funky boy smoking on that stanky boy
Take a dab and pass out, I clown your ass like Spanky boy
Baby boy, baby dabs, this nigga can't stop coughing
Somebody pat him on his back with his baby ass
Fuck a sack, boy, I plays it back
It's off the slab if I take a dab, cause I'm the ultimate stoner
Every day I'm smoking marijuana
I got an attitude, you don't got my goji
You won't like me when I'm angry, I turn into the Hulk when I want her
That Green strong shit smell like ammonia, I'm the ultimate stoner
Give it up for caller number one, everybody
Now feel your pain let away, ha-ha-ha-hah
You in Oakland, you got Girl Scout cookies and granddaddy
Stop complaining
We got another caller coming from Los Angeles, California
Caller number two, state your name and your claim, my brother
I'm Dr. Green Thumb, I grow a lot of trees
Round Southern California, L-A-C
I got an eight foot bong, I'm always smokin' it strong
And if you're lucky you might find yourself where you belong (Where?)
In the doctor's office waiting for your medication
In my lobby and your heart's racing anxious and you're pacin' (Much places)
Looking at my nurses begging for the fuel
Tryna see the doctor but you're breaking every rule
Take a number and relax in the lobby
Got counts like paparazzi in case you try to rob me
Got the hydrate cup when you're on the table like it's dinner
If you wanna roll a fatty or you wanna roll a pinner
Not for the beginner, only connoisseurs visit me
Specifically for elevation mentally or physically
In the front of mind, got this deep off in the body
If you wanna hit the nail extracts for the party
Got the West Coast, cure the allure of the pure
Got you stuck on stupid like a fuckin amateur
That's alright, the Dr. Reggie case never smoked a Reggie
Got some ladies coming soon, got some babies up in veggie
Are you ready?
Make some noise for caller number two, everybody
He's from Los Angeles, the home of the O.G. kush
And y'all know I love me some O.G. kush
So you definitely qualify to be the ultimate stoner
We have another caller from Oakland, California
This guy loves to drink and smoke
Caller number three, state your name and your claim
It's Nummy calling from Numworld via East Cokeland
County of Remy Martin, great state of weed smokin'
Since all the streets broken, we niggas we keep it floating
We frequent coke festivals and weed buses to ball in
Hopping off, stretching and yawning like we was hibernating
Cali need to legalize all drugs, we're tired of waiting
It's really good, I'm gettin' higher than befo'
Cause I'm much more calm, a nigga much more mellow
I ain't gon lie, really only the dope help
More when weed around, with drank covering the whole shelf
A box of boards, couple chicks to come and bop around
When I'm sober, it's time to line em up and knock em down
But when Nummy on, believe he gon be tucked away
I gotta survive and live to get high another day
When he's super high, he ain't bout to bust a grape
He's just thinking ass cheeks, patty cake, patty cake
You'll see dope and money, alcohol in under spots
Couple giant burgers, couple lighters, couple straws
Locked down, curtains closed, pass me all your phones
And say goodbye to the outside, it's on, welcome home
Everybody make some noise for caller number three
Now that's my type of party
Cocaine, champagne, and some girls that do something strange for a little bit of change, know what I'm saying?
We got another caller coming from Brick City, New Jersey
Caller number four, state your name and your claim, my brother
Hello, hello, am I online? Am I on?
This Linno Da muthafuckin Winno and I'm from Oakland, nigga, not no New Jersey
Anyway, my nephew's is back, jack
I told y'all niggas! Numskull, Yukmouth
My nephew back in the booth gettin' loose, nigga
Y'all hatas need to quit hatin and quit that bowowow shit
I get too drunk in the muthafucka, nigga too hyped in this bitch
But they back, Luniz High Timez, goddammit
B-Real, Cypress Hill
And this Linno Da muthafuckin Winno
And I'm out this muthafucka
Bye!
This your host with the most chronic smoke, sir Smoke-A-Lot
We got an interesting topic tonight
We're discussing or tryna find the ultimate stoner
The hotline is on fire tonight
Caller number one, would you state your name and your claim, my brother?
Look, what's the deal? I'm burning with Adam Hill
Got B-Real on the wheel with Nummy in the Seville
My Cypress from the hill, I get it straight from the hill
Then I send it OT for my niggas to make the scrill
Like Beyoncé, you smoking on [?]
Hate gin, but I still got that Bombay, we cooler than Fonzie
Fix the shatter with the wax and the broccoli
Got that KK, my nigga, no Kanye
In the Northwest, smoking on Seattle's best, at the hemp fest
I bench press whole pound joints, get your chin checked (Man, damn!)
Funky boy smoking on that stanky boy
Take a dab and pass out, I clown your ass like Spanky boy
Baby boy, baby dabs, this nigga can't stop coughing
Somebody pat him on his back with his baby ass
Fuck a sack, boy, I plays it back
It's off the slab if I take a dab, cause I'm the ultimate stoner
Every day I'm smoking marijuana
I got an attitude, you don't got my goji
You won't like me when I'm angry, I turn into the Hulk when I want her
That Green strong shit smell like ammonia, I'm the ultimate stoner
Give it up for caller number one, everybody
Now feel your pain let away, ha-ha-ha-hah
You in Oakland, you got Girl Scout cookies and granddaddy
Stop complaining
We got another caller coming from Los Angeles, California
Caller number two, state your name and your claim, my brother
I'm Dr. Green Thumb, I grow a lot of trees
Round Southern California, L-A-C
I got an eight foot bong, I'm always smokin' it strong
And if you're lucky you might find yourself where you belong (Where?)
In the doctor's office waiting for your medication
In my lobby and your heart's racing anxious and you're pacin' (Much places)
Looking at my nurses begging for the fuel
Tryna see the doctor but you're breaking every rule
Take a number and relax in the lobby
Got counts like paparazzi in case you try to rob me
Got the hydrate cup when you're on the table like it's dinner
If you wanna roll a fatty or you wanna roll a pinner
Not for the beginner, only connoisseurs visit me
Specifically for elevation mentally or physically
In the front of mind, got this deep off in the body
If you wanna hit the nail extracts for the party
Got the West Coast, cure the allure of the pure
Got you stuck on stupid like a fuckin amateur
That's alright, the Dr. Reggie case never smoked a Reggie
Got some ladies coming soon, got some babies up in veggie
Are you ready?
Make some noise for caller number two, everybody
He's from Los Angeles, the home of the O.G. kush
And y'all know I love me some O.G. kush
So you definitely qualify to be the ultimate stoner
We have another caller from Oakland, California
This guy loves to drink and smoke
Caller number three, state your name and your claim
It's Nummy calling from Numworld via East Cokeland
County of Remy Martin, great state of weed smokin'
Since all the streets broken, we niggas we keep it floating
We frequent coke festivals and weed buses to ball in
Hopping off, stretching and yawning like we was hibernating
Cali need to legalize all drugs, we're tired of waiting
It's really good, I'm gettin' higher than befo'
Cause I'm much more calm, a nigga much more mellow
I ain't gon lie, really only the dope help
More when weed around, with drank covering the whole shelf
A box of boards, couple chicks to come and bop around
When I'm sober, it's time to line em up and knock em down
But when Nummy on, believe he gon be tucked away
I gotta survive and live to get high another day
When he's super high, he ain't bout to bust a grape
He's just thinking ass cheeks, patty cake, patty cake
You'll see dope and money, alcohol in under spots
Couple giant burgers, couple lighters, couple straws
Locked down, curtains closed, pass me all your phones
And say goodbye to the outside, it's on, welcome home
Everybody make some noise for caller number three
Now that's my type of party
Cocaine, champagne, and some girls that do something strange for a little bit of change, know what I'm saying?
We got another caller coming from Brick City, New Jersey
Caller number four, state your name and your claim, my brother
Hello, hello, am I online? Am I on?
This Linno Da muthafuckin Winno and I'm from Oakland, nigga, not no New Jersey
Anyway, my nephew's is back, jack
I told y'all niggas! Numskull, Yukmouth
My nephew back in the booth gettin' loose, nigga
Y'all hatas need to quit hatin and quit that bowowow shit
I get too drunk in the muthafucka, nigga too hyped in this bitch
But they back, Luniz High Timez, goddammit
B-Real, Cypress Hill
And this Linno Da muthafuckin Winno
And I'm out this muthafucka
Bye!
