Twist It, Hit It, Lite It - DJ Paul

Grab me a Swisher

Cut it up and fill it with weed

Twist it, hit it, light it

Twist it, hit it, light it

That’s that, that’s that

I puff White-Willow

With the pretty purple candy coke (Coke)

Swisher like a woodgrain burnin'

Real slow while I choke (Choke)

Nothin' less than the ink

That the Scarecrow inhale smoke (Smoke)

Take a cigar, split a swiss

And take a hit of 'Dro ('Dro)

Scarecrow da dope roller

Only doja down my throat (Throat)

Ganja, I spark it

Like a magic carpet, I float (Float)

I burn more Cigarillos

Than the Ku-Klux-Klan burn crosses (Crosses)

I like it while I’m on that drank

The yellow-purple sauces (Sauces)

I’m smokin' like a hooptie

With a raggity-ass muffler (Muffler)

Just call me magic dragon

Lord’s a motherfuckin' puffer (Puffer)

Livin' like a hustler

Only neon-green brocolli (Brocolli)

Keep a punch bowl full of weed

You niggas can’t out-party me (Party me)

Can’t start nodding off that lean

And that greenery (Greenery)

Fly in outer-space, Heavenly

It’s the potency (Potency)

Chronic city, Funky Town

Is where the Scarecrow from (From)

Y’all like getting high

But in Memphis we get real slum (Slum)

Grab me a Swisher

Cut it up and fill it with weed

Twist it, hit it, light it

Twist it, hit it, light it

That’s that, that’s that

Grab me a Swisher

Cut it up and fill it with weed

So I can be, so I can be so high, see

You smoke with me, I hope you ain’t got no seeds

Up in that weed, cause that ain’t smokin', G

I smoke that green, that motherfuckin' greenery

I get so high, I ride around in the street

I smoke it mang, that weed is gettin' the best of me

I’m constantly grabbin', and breakin' down Swisher leaves

I’m fillin' up, I’m fillin' up with greenery

I’m puttin' that torch, I’m puttin' that torch to the Sweet

To smoke mang, ya gotta have the best of weed

The best of weed, I prefer it be 'Dro see

And if it ain’t, and if it ain’t 'Dro see

Nigga go over there, and get the fuck away from me!

See smokin' mang, see smokin', it just in me

Why don’t you go on ahead

And pass me another Sweet

Grab me a Swisher

Cut it up and fill it with weed

Twist it, hit it, light it

Twist it, hit it, light it

That’s that, that’s that