"I Need A Sweet" lyrics

[South Park Mexican:]
Man, let me call this boy, man
Hey, your boy doing bad

[Juan Gotti:]
Dope House Records

[South Park Mexican:]
What up, Gotti
Say man, I need a ride to the weed house man

[Juan Gotti:]
For sure, homeboy, I'll be right there

[South Park Mexican:]
I need a sweet
With short red hair
And when a sweet
I need to be there
I need a sweet
Hear what I say
A killer sweet
To get me through the day

I need a sweet
So I can blow
A forty dollar sweet
Full of indo
I got a buzz
Uh hun, that's why I does
I put diamonds on my daughter's hairbrush
In this times
Of hate and pain
We need a remedy
To get us out the rain
Jealousy
A little greed
I been thinking
Of what I need
Purple leaves
With crystal flakes
If it's not hydro, please get that out my face
Two-twenty five for a half of O-Z
In the club, with my homeboy Joey T
My science project was in the school arena
'Cause I made a bong out this old steam cleaner
Ya mon

I need a sweet
With short red hair
And when a sweet
I need to be there
I need a sweet
Hear what I say
A killer sweet
To get me through the day
Help me out
I need a sweet
I really do
I need a sweet
Can I smoke a few
I need a sweet
To get me right
I need a sweet
Every day and every night

[Angela Perez:]
I need a sweet
To calm my nerves
A swisha sweet
Filled with killer herbs...
I wanna fill it, roll it, hit it, smoke it
Hydroponic's what I blow, it
Don't matter what time...
I just wanna get high...
But wait
I fiend for the greens obscene
Always wanna smoke like a damn chimney
Motherfuckers call me Miss Big Cheat
But I don't give a fuck 'cause I love my weed
Step up to the club to the V.I.P.
All the fuckin' ballers like "Up your sweets"
Yeah, everybody know I make it H-O-T
Me and Mary Jane, that's all I need

[South Park Mexican:]
Come on, Beesh

[Baby Bash:]
I need an
S to the W, double E, T
If you smoke with Baby Beesh, don't tell the police
'Cause I'm on that paper, mayn, that's wrong
Cal with a sweet and fat O-zone
If you want that dope
I got a boat load
While my girl got my baby momma in a chokehold
Smoke 'til my eyes turn Japanese
Me and Carlos lit half-a-tree
Now I don't pimp
A jigalow
I blow big indo with my niggaros
Gotta mouth full of cotton 'cause I'm off green butter
Marijuana, mayn, I love her

[South Park Mexican:]
This some good ass weed, Beesh

[Baby Bash:]
Ain't it, though?
I will not think they'll play this on the radio
I hope so, I need to pay my rent
Now split that sweet down the middle, pimp

[South Park Mexican:]
I need a sweet
With short red hair
And when a sweet
I need to be there
I need a sweet
Hear what I say
A killer sweet
To get me through the day
Help me out
I need a sweet
I really do
I need a sweet
Can I smoke a few
I need a sweet
To get me right
I need a sweet
Every day and every night

Man, that was some good ass weed, bro
I'm feeling good
Uh hun, my name is Los
Uh hun, I'm feeling good

[Juan Gotti:]
You a fool, nigga

[South Park Mexican:]
Yeah, I'll take me to that next dimension, homie

[Juan Gotti:]
Aight, yeah