Twist It, Hit It, Lite It

(Hook, DJ Paul) Gra-gra-gra-gra-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 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 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 Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's that, that's that (Verse 1, Lord Infamous) 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 it's sweets And take a hit of 'Dro ('Dro) Scarecrow da-da 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) (Hook, 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 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 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 Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's that, that's that (Verse 2, Crunchy Black) 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 (Hook, 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 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 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 Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's that, that's that