This your fucking captain speaking We will be reaching an altitude of four million and a half feet That’s eight million miles in sky Please, undo your for takeoff You are now free smoke about the cabin I’m Dre from in the day from from black and the gray from Choking a bitch to smacking her face Stacking bodies to Racking their kegs Racking a bitch them crates up I’m hungry And I’m back with a And we was happening and and tame at me Shady for us There ain’t none Speak the devil attack of the rain man in hand, blood stain on my apron Soon as blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna dungeon? No is safe from In search of a surgeon A one Wait, the day ain’t funny It’s urgent I need Two boxes of detergent and paint gun And an emergency gun to spray A-1 So one more time for time’s sake Dre, drop beat and scratch that brake Now just blow a bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re smoking with the best (the best) I one more time for old time’s sake drop that beat and scratch that brake Now send a little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re smoking with the best (the best) Smoke signal in the sky like Verizon nice environment entirely hypnotized by the sound I surround the hydrants lives of firemen Say goodbye, here am again Naked wives vicadin Before I begin to get so high; pussy boy, I could Fin, fin Fuck the I fly off the hinge that boy off the bench, coach and throw it to him There he goes in his trench coat, no clothes Baby, us some French toast and show us some skin I show you every inch of my foreskin Show me I pinch, throw up, and throw up a ten Now you know it’s a sin to tease, blow again The sorcerer of intercourse - if it’s it’s him Don’t fight the feeling if you’re the force within And when you up in the morning next to the porcelain So one more time old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that Now just blow a little bit of that my way And let’s now smoking with the best (the best) I said one more for old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat scratch that brake Now send a little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re now smoking the best (the best) Now where’s there’s there’s fire Where there’s fire, flames Where’s there’s flames, chronic Either high or you ain’t I got no time for games Nah, uh he playing He’s gonna get the and aim it right at your brain slightly insane Vodka kreatine Hypnotic red bull It’s an incredible energy And given me wings I believe I can While I on a girl You catch me, It’s as easy pie And as simple as Dre, get on the and make them dribble and shake Now your smoke up in the air And raise your henny and And if you really wanna fucked up, just let me know We can smoke till there’s no more lighter fluid to it get into it You smoking with the triest and I the Midas touch When it comes to rolling up You motherfuckers ain’t You just holding shit here we go get up, get down hold up a blunt I smoke the kinda stuff that make the records number one Cuz at first you don’t succeed, won’t hurt to smoke some weed Now them words are just a little more personal for Seeing is how I blew up off of puffing them Well puffing ain’t for me Fuck yeah, light it up Cheech, on Smoke me cuz me contact buzz Get me on They love me when on that stuff But this calling Shady, man come on back (what?) Man we’re losing him; he even respond back (fuck!) Now look at the pretty women in here (Damn bitches) Dre, it’s I think better go check on their temperatures give them the thermometer You get bandages Now baby just bend This won’t hurt a it just… So one time for old time’s sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that Now just a little bit of that smoke my way And go We’re smoking with the best (the best) I said one more time for old sake Dre, drop that beat and scratch that Now just send little bit of that smoke my way let’s go We’re now smoking the best (the best)