Marajuana Man Lyrics

Joell Ortiz Marajuana Man lyrics

Yall know who I is
Marijuana Man!
Yaowa

[Verse 1 - Joell Ortiz]
Ok, I got the best pot in town
But before you get with me, boy
I want you to shop around
So when you come back this way
You know you dealing with that piff
Im a king of the spliffs
No ands, buts or ifs
Its them magazine haze from down MIA
I got 5 Gs a P, dont worry what I pay
Put your 202;s in a bag
Slide your 502;s in a jar
Made niggas could move hundreds
If they hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the strength of that plant
Just breaking up a budll have your fingers all damp
Im Ray? treated like dope
And have my shit stamped
Call it ? everything I love all you need is one bud
To f-ck up your camp
On the grind all the time
Yall be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how Im moving them trees
But I cant stop, that pot keep knots in my pocket
Unless I get shot or knocked, yall not gon knock it
Who Im is?

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Marijuana man, high as a Marley man
20 in my right, nice philly in my other hand
Im a hustle man, Im just tryna double, man
Stack a couple hundred grand
Keep everybody puffing man

[Verse 2 - Joell Ortiz]
I got it all colors
What kind of smoke are you trying to do?
Looking for something sweet and smooth?
Right this way: Ill show you them blues
The best part about this, go ahead and toss it on that scale
That this only a .7, this bud is puffy as hell
Want something a little stronger?
I got something thatll hurt you
Follow me over here see that right there?
Yeah, thats that purple
The buds a little tighter
And Im sure youre smelling fumes
It tastes just like it smells and that high?
It packs a peww, now this fella right here
Hes both fluffy and hes right
His nickname is Albino, hes a rhino and hes white
Id leave him in a jar so they could see him and get hyped
Cause hes drenched in THC
Looks like a tree with Christmas lights
And last but not least: hes plain green
But he can push! Grand-daddy of them all
Look at his swoosh, they call his Kush
Now it costs a little more but my oh my will this one go
And so there you have it bro
Last thing left it get this dough
Who I is?

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Joell Ortiz]
You can dabble with the other stuff
And made a lot of paper
But a couple guys I knew got hit with numbers like the Raiders
Real stand-up dudes, they aint even mention a player
So I switched hustles cash aint as fast
But its much safer
Im in and out of state
Without even half of the risk
A weed case is like a bracelet
Little slap on the wrist
But enough about getting locked
Cause aint nobody getting caught
Everybody getting guaped
The whole world smoking pot, baby!

[Hook]

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