Fire Lyrics - Lil Boosie

Now i know it's been a long time since a muthafucka done made a good song about reefa 

And who better for you to handle this then the "T" The numba one analyst on the cannabis sativa 

Go and get a pillow and a cigerillo if i know it's the killa i'm yellin roll one up joe 

Open the backwood up trippin on me cause i was sloppy i better get fucked up though 

I be smokin 4 diffrent kinds of kush its the best of me especially the purple and the og 

But ya'll might call it the granddad better saver it and take a pull slowly 

Eye lids low ain't no doubt about it that somebodys gon peep me 

Go ahead and ride i think i'mma chill because i'm kinda sleepy 

Me and my niggas in my crew will get into it now we be at odds hardly 

Cause we smokin on a ounce of the ganja that bob marley 

Me a rock to the reggae music whenever me feel the spliff workin 

Kill off in any rudeboy if ya take away my herb its da earth sin. 

chorus 

smokin on dat fire(smokin on dat fire) 

puffin on dat dro(puffin on dat dro) 

kush weed gets me higher(kush weed gets me higher) 

and da diesel get me blowed(and da diesel get me blowed)x2 

smell good,let me hit dat 

blow kush wit 8 Ball & Mjg 

smoke haze, i use to a seagal 

freeway put me on to da backwoods 

and bleek introduced me to diesel 

and snoop turned me on to the chronic,smokin it i was feelin bionic,lookin at me rollin a blunt and im huffin and puffin and i cant get enough of this stuff, and im loosin my logic, you can smell all of my folicals and imma follow you cuz of da dro,but if it aint,im call my audible(as in football changing the play before the snap),i be gettin nothin but love cuz i be smokin da bud,its lookin like its from a high times article(has a competition every year for the best strain of weed) particles i be grindin up wit da hash and i put some on yo blunt if you come up wit da stash,so take it to the head its a gift from coupe but if i share it wit a bitch,imma be fuckin her ass, stay havin sessions and my ends is plenty, so when im smokin my friends is wit me, make em feel da slow breeze cuz i blow trees like da windy city, let me call up da weed man cuz if i hear he got new shit we on it, me and you can hook up and go get an ounce and i got 250 on it 

smokin on dat fire(smokin on dat fire) 

puffin on dat dro(puffin on dat dro) 

kush weed gets me higher(kush weed gets me higher) 

and da diesel get me blowed(and da diesel get me blowed)x2 

Boosie 

Im extra blowed, top floor, in the double tree in dis Chi-Town manner smokin dis kush shit back to back, 

got me rippin track to track, like Webbie say where dat real at, dat one hit and you feel that, i know ima dog i done smoke train wreck aint done yet, ima smoke til i hurt my chest, on da east coast they feed me man, kilt me wit dat diesel man, got me in new york eatin everything, dade county jamaican kush, stick to da bag(yeah)put my whole click on his ass, dont like to brag but i smoke, choke on the best of the best, i be high as giraffe pussy when im up in the west, i chopped and tired im so high, i then smoked dat pisscat, smell good let me hit dat, dats why michael phelps did dat?