Karaoké Hay Crucial Conflict

Hay

Smokin' on hay

Hay

Smokin' on hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Sittin' on a quarter P of hay

Thangs is feelin' good today

I'm tore up from the floor up

Sippin' on some Crown Royal

Trippin' in a circle of wood where everybody smoke they own bud

Good ol' hay

How you feel today

Fine, blowed and dandy

Silly like I'm hype off candy

Got a big thick chick named Sandy

In the farm in the middle of the barn where everybody's feelin' crazy

I went to visit granny's house

Now I see why don't nobody leave

We constantly

Constantly

Constantly smokin' B's

Too blitzed to even shake it off but still I got my head up

Coldhard finna go in the back of the barn and get my big black

Peter sucked

Pass the hay you silly slut

Blaze it up so I can hit that bud

Get me zoned and I'll be on 'cos I love to smoke upon hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on

The hay got me goin' through a stage and I just can't get enough

Smokin' everyday and I got some hay

You know I'm finna roll it up

Make a cloud

I'm gonna take my mind away from all the bullcrap

Bump my sounds

Lay back and roll

Mack to the freaks that's on the road

Sometimes I wonder when I was blowed on the streets

Anybody wanna step to me

Imma see how rough they be

In this session, manifestin' on my P's and Q's

Never snooze 'cos I refuse

Inhale, exhale the smell

Smokin' hay all by myself

Wildstyle laughin' loud with my homies by my side

If somethin' jump off let it ride

On my square when time is live

Everybody throw it up

Go to the barn and get some hay

When I get my choke on fool you know I'm smokin' on

Hay now, hay

We smokin' up hay in the middle of the barn

And I'm lit up, can't get up

My eyes are red and my head is spinnin'

Took another pull

Ridin' red bull

Got the goofies

Can't stop grinnin'

Got a posse full of hoes playin' in my braids and we 'bout to get in 'em

Over yonder is the barn where the pals be at and everything is funny

Gotta pause some nigga tryna blow my high smokin' all that hay with no money

Now truly this bitch wanna do me so I hit the One-Fifty-One

Bacardi

She high like the sun

Thick like cornbread and I'm ready to party

That hay got me so goddamn horny but I really don't like that tramp

The only reason

I'm poppin' that coochie 'cos the ho had a book of foodstamps

And I got the munchies

I needed soul food

Collard greens or pinto beans

If you smoke hay like the Conflict do then you know what the hell

I mean

Smokin' on

Hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on

Rollin' down the block

Car full of flies and the flies tried to rise up out that door crack

Got my niggas in the barn smokin' on that hay stack

Back up on the scene from smokin' herb

Creep up on the wall and all I heard

Was a bud of mine who dropped a needle in the hay with a funky dime

Word

Couldn't be myself

Couldn't smoke with nobody else

If I didn't pass it to the left nigga would have lost my breath

Open up the window 'fore I fall and faint but I can't 'cos I roll around in that barn ride

Rollin' up the hootie hoo

Roughest skin roller on that west side

Nigga come on in

I got some hay

Won't you close that barn door

Nigga what you let them flies out for

Ain't nobody too rich, we poor

Lettin' all the contact smoke up in the barn

The flies keep us chokin'

Thank you Jesus Christ for all the hay

You're givin' us 'cos we'll keep on smokin'

Hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay

Hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on hay in the middle of the barn

Smokin' on