Second Hand Smoke - Natural Elements

L-Swift: Damn, that shit was good

L-Swift's Girl: Yeah

L-Swift: Word.

Ayyo, ma, you tryna, you tryna smoke this joint with me?

L-Swift's Girl: What?

Hold, hold up, I’m not down with that

L-Swift: I’m saying, «Smoke it.»

I’m saying just, just one time.

Just for me.

I’m saying, just, I’m saying just one, one pull, one pull, one pull

L-Swift's Girl: Yeah?

L-Swift: One pull

L-Swift's Girl: Uh, aight

L-Swift: One pull.

Go ‘head (*Sparks lighter*)

L-Swift's Girl: (*Inhales and coughs*)

L-Swift: Hahaha

Uh.

All the fellas say… word, secondhand.

Lay back, get your Dutchy,

get your White Owl, get your phillies or whatever, and get lifted off the

secondhand smoke

Oh my, my, my

I’m feeling high

My money’s gone

I’m all alone

Too much to see

The world keeps turning

Oh what a day

What a day, what day

Oh my, my, my

I’m feeling high

Oh my, my, my

I’m feeling high

Ayyo, I had the illest

Dream last night that I was smoking an L. My eyes

Was litted up, but no one could tell.

Yo, on the low

I was open as hell.

I hear a voice in my ear, saying

«A, yeah, what should I do?»

I’m conversating in

The rear, getting high with the crew, checking this trick that

I knew, sitting down on the couch, she’s chilling out.

I’m in

The house, plus I’m ‘bout to stick my dick in her mouth

(No question, no doubt) Yo, I said

«You're cold, wanna be with me—it's true

If you didn’t, then I wouldn’t be next to you

Baby girl, uh, you’re looking all sexual

It’s the truth, boo.

I wanna have sex with you.»

We’re raw-

-dogging it up in the piece, fucking to beats made

By Charlemagne, under the sheets—what a relief.

Shorty

Smiles, sucking me while she’s puffing a leaf

Sweet thing, bust a nut in your cheeks.

Blunted for weeks, can’t

Get enough of these freaks, weed, liquor, and rhymes

Puff a nickel while I’m fucking a dime some of the time

Secondhand smoke is better than sex, but, just then, I woke up

What?!?

Nevertheless, we keep it moving, y’all

Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «Oh my, my, my».

Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the fellas say, «I'm feeling high»

Let me tell you something.

Ayyo

I woke up in the morning, saw a Dutchy on the dresser

Honey asking, «Why you don’t wanna touch me?»

I undressed her

Finessed her the Natural Elements way

If I don’t got my Dutchy, I’ma have a celibate day

Felt it away like it was mandatory.

I’m in a cypher

With my niggas, and a cloud of smoke stand before me, so hand

A 40 to the right and pass the trees on the left.

Shorty

I’m tonguing smell the weed on my breath.

She tied me to the bed

And squeezed on my chest.

I guess the secondhand is in her

So call him up and tell her man, «Forget her.»

Stand or deliver

No telegrams or pictures.

L in my hand with liquor

Elements' plans is bigger.

Can’t stand a nigga

Who be hogging the smokes.

If you a candidate, we’re locking the votes

Even stay high when my pockets is broke.

How could I quote?

Too many trips to be made.

Come to and show you most

Like we see a spliff on a stage.

I blaze it up so y’all could

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «Oh my, my, my».

Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the fellas say, «I'm feeling high» Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «Oh my, my, my».

Yo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «I'm feeling high»

Uh, I was grown in exotic

Lands where waters hitting slow, tropical plant

Pure as the dripping snow, hitting hoes, or, rather, when hoes hit me

They’re hooked-over.

See, I produce like your grocer

Lyrics is coka.

Don’t fuck with me if you ain’t a chain-smoker

Bitches is strung, a full-fledged player chop game ‘cause

My tongue’s a single-edge razor, cost of sexual favors

Niggas scream, «Flavors,» got the trees here, trying to be NE.

Near

Every corner, I be there.

See here (What?), if crack kills

I’ma craft krills with West Indian Archie math skills

‘Til I feel the blue top cap spills

Even if I have to clap wheels, let the record stand

I got the whole city high off the secondhand

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «Oh my, my, my».

Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the fellas say, «I'm feeling high» Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the ladies say, «Oh my, my, my».

Ayyo

Get lifted off the secondhand smoke—I quote

And all the fellas say, «I'm feeling high»

L-Swift: Ayyo, and all the fellas say, «Oh my, my, my».

Word, that’s how we do.

«I'm feeling high» Word, get lifted off the secondhanded smoke.

Uh, we wanna know one thing though

A-Butta: What’s up?

What’s that, man?

L-Swift: We wanna know one thing: «damn, y’all feel that?»