Won't Be Fiendin' (The Dez Remix)

[Intro: Redman] This is WKYA Funky [?] is on the mike right now We taking all callers that been to the West coast That smoked that West coast bomb out there Call us up: 1-800-MONEY11 that’s 1-800-MONEY11 We are WKYA [Verse 1: Redman] When you need that bomb, holla, bud lava Shit to lift you up, Impala, roll that Obama Redman stick like commas Did I smoke the club out? Yeah, your honor Three strikes, my lawyer won’t budge Me doing time? I’m a cannabis judge What up quick? When we flash the cannon I clear static like rapping near antennas Bananas, ape shit, bomb Triggered the White House alarm From inside the bracelet Wordplay, it’s like Thursday ‘Cause Friday you get paid and your pockets thirsty Chicks barefooted, they love to do They know I can’t wait on them for new shoes Unless they in two, erotic nuns Brainiacs raising they college funds [Hook 1: Redman] And the highs may come and go But the weed gon’ stay around As long as I keep a blunt (long as I keep a blunt) Won’t be fiendin’ (be fiendin’) WKAY nigga And the bitches may come and go But the weed gon’ stay around As long as smoke that bomb (ay call us up!) Won’t be fiendin’ (be fiendin’) [Verse 2: Redman] Yo, I’m Muhammad Ali with the mike With a little Ike, Turner Roll with Tina, my burner International earner Plug in anywhere I’m a Worldwide converter Massive to the masses Take a class on longevity I’ll play you the track list Each song like a seminar So you get your snap back Like epsom vinegar Trunk shit, to break your neck to Redman to the rescue My attitude, soul food, a little bipolar Boy, I’m a test tube of Dr. Jekyll That’s why niggas me’ll last Strut through the hood Where you need a pass I’m doing 140 on the needle dash And my car, hub, like the Martin cast, nigga [Interlude: Redman] (And as long as I keep a blunt, won’t be fiendin’) We taking all callers that been to the west coast That smoked that West coast bomb (And as long as I keep a blunt, won’t be fiendin’) Yeah, call us up WKYA [Hook 2: Redman] And the bitches may come and go But the weed gon’ stay around As long as smoke that bomb (ay call us up!) Won’t be fiendin’ (be fiendin’) And the bitches may come and go But the weed gon’ stay around As long as smoke that bomb (ay call us up!) Won’t be fiendin’ (be fiendin’) [Outro: Redman] It’s about 95 degrees right now on the West Coast, Pacific Time, you know how we do on that bomb. Shouts out to Compton, LA. Shouts out to all them niggas out there in Riverside, you know how we do. We going on that phone right now. If you’re riding with us on the Monday mornings too, then you tuned in to the right place nigga, yeah. Right now we smoking on that sour diesel, that OG. Got a little bit of that blue dream mixed up in there ‘cause I like a variety. Shouts out to the Bay Area, yes sir. I see you out there Oakland, San Fran, Paleo. Yeah, y’all motherfuckers smoking out there right now nigga. Denver, Colorado, y’all niggas is turned up! This is WKYA!