Jive Lyrics

Old weed

Cigarette that we must all depend on

Marijuana

Old weed

Ones beginning and just should too end on

Marijuana

It's the kind of stuff that dreams are made of

It's the stuff that white folks

Are afraid of

Up in Harlem

We go on a

Marijuana jive

I rip bongs

I make songs

I take thongs

Don't wanna hang around

Cause She hates that I been gone

I spread cheeks Lick crack like addicts

3 white girls getting passed all over the mattress

My kush will knock you off your feet

Woman love hide and seek

There always hiding in my sheets

I want Shalom I want peace

The arteries are green inside the heart of the beast

Cause when I tried too slit my wrists I healed the wounds with my weed

If I couldn't spit

I wouldn't take none of this

But I'm down for the hustle cos I got money too get

I couldn't beg cos opportunity has favoured my face

The music I been making gonna make my granddaughter rich

Put steel in my face I want my 2 minutes of fame

I'm in agony cos knowledge is pains

I write notes

I roll roach

I take tokes

I don't pass if your agenda stems off a joke

Roll up my second Jesus piece can Jesus reach us

I rip bongs

I make songs

I take thongs

Don't wanna hang around because She hates that I been gone

I spread cheeks Lick crack like addicts

3 white girls getting passed all over the mattress