I Got 5 On It Gumbo Funk Remix lyrics

[Chorus x2]

I got 5 on it

Just got paid and I wanna smoke big

I got 5 on it

Put a 5 on a sack and we can blow big



[Knumskull] Open the chips

[Yukmouth] Open the fifth, let`s get licked

[Y] Cos I`m on one

[K] I grab the drink but that bag boy was a strong one

[Y] I`m strong like Van Damme

[K] Hell no, more like Bam Bam

[Y] Oooohhh!!!

[K] Almost got my ass slammed, til I hopped in the Trans Am

[Y] With the, pozzi rear, no fear,

rowdy sideways to these hoes house

[K] Eh give me my take

[Y] Why?

[K] So I can get that stoge out

[Y] Save it for later player, these [BLANK] better fader, Vader

[K] But if they don`t then (see ya later gator)

I`m not a player hater, I just need weed

[Y] Why lie, like Houdini pulls a rabbit out of his sleeve

[K] Sticky icky, green leaf, so we can blow big

Man I`m so high I done forgot where these niggas live

[Y] What? Go get the pager digits fool

[K] It was in my pocket

[Y] What you sayin?

[K] I don`t know where da hell it is

[Y] Man that`s why they call you Knumskull

because your brain froze and everythang`s stolen

hole in your pocket with gold chain showin, hehe

[K] Aaah Yukmouth, dustmouth

[Y] What?

[K] You swoopin to the left this way,

you better stop blowin ya breath this way

[Y] Now say, if po-po was on our ass

[K] No they ain`t stockin!

[Y] Man they on our ass I AIN`T BULLSHITTIN!!!

[K] You best ta hit a coupla corners, be swayz off the Alize

before your ride get took for thirty days

[Y] Fool you crazy

[K] I`m hittin 80 in a high speeder

Go all out, can`t wash no drawers out in Santa Rita



Chorus x 2



[Knumskull]

Forget 5 on a sack cos I quit, almost had a seizure

Smokin the straight-up leaves had a brother keyed like lei-zure

But forever got on-them`s on that drink though

Your talkin about choosin links, I pulls out my whole bankroll

(Man you got 5 on e`rything, huh?) Dude who asked you

to speak? You`re too cheap cos I got 5 on the gas too

I passed you da hemp (5-0) but you never gave it back

cos you too busy tryin to play the mack

What`s your name? (Money Green) Money seen, money gone

Bustarama, look like you never ever had a home

Put 5 on the Hindu, player let`s drink

(Man I would if I could) But you can`t, so play the link

Fools whistle dixie, don`t got no scratch and try to lie

Quick to hop in my hooptie and try to ride

Slide yo, it`s over, you don`t got loot, your ride stank

And don`t try to grab my drank, boi



Chorus x 2



[Yukmouth]

Yuk`ll spray ya, lay ya down

Up in the O-A-K the Town

Homies don`t play around, we down to blaze a pound

Then ease up, speed up thru the E-S-O

Drink the VSOP up with the lemon squeeze up

in everybody`s throater, I`m the roller

that`s quick to fold a blunt out of a buncha sticky dosia

Hold up, suck up my weed is all you do

Kick in feed, cos where I be`s we needs half like them foo-foo

Comin from your true blue, funks J the period

J period`s strapped with AK, somethin serious

Delirious brain and thought mushrooms, it`s like when I inhale

get smoked for my dead homies and, folks that`s up in jail

I shoulda been down with Redman cos my Posse

be Pistol Packin`, actin a fool off that Rozzi

Alize, equals one mo` casual-tay

For cash I mass move ghetto in a camp like Alloway, hey



Chorus x 4
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