DJ Styles - Coughee lyrics

[ Devin ] Hey muthaf**as, guess what I got I just came from the spot and I scooped up a pot Of this good coughee, I got it right up under my hat It's in a brown paper sack, it's a dime and it's fat Pa** me a swisher so I can twist a Nice fat muthaf**in spliff for ya, mister sh**, cause I'm ready to get wired up First I lick the leaf and I tie it up Get the lighter and fire it up But b**h, when you get it don't be tryin to hit it hard So you cough and you joke and you slob and you fart f**in round with my coughee, b**h, you better be cautious Cause ho, you know I roll big old horse dicks To keep you blowed higher than giraffe nut I spend my last ten even if I need a half cut My girlfriend trippin out she don't understand why I come in f**ed up every night and I Drink about two or three coughees in the mornin (b**h get off it, I gotta have coughee) I get high so I try to keep a whole pile on it (I gotta have coughee) So if you know where to get a fat dime, b**h, I want it (b**h get off it, I gotta have coughee) Just go and get the weed, ho, I got five on it (I gotta have coughee) [ Devin ] A nice good cup of coughee, somethin for your head I keep a sack on my back just like ( ? ) At your door in the morning, ho, get up, roll a square I got some weed that's guaranteed to make your eyeballs bleed Not a dime this time but a nice fat quarter We call our sh** coughee but we don't dip it in that water Just straight weed, muthaf**as, no sugar no cream Save all that sh** for all them old school dopefiends This dedicated to my fellow coughee drinkers Like Corey, Dexter, Keith and Crhis, I like to thank y'all For comin by the crib when I'm broke to get a n***a full (Smokin that weed) and drinkin Schlitz Malt Liquor Bull Cause when I rap, that's all I need And a friend with weed, now that's a friend indeed Yo and since I'm unemployed and every day is my off-day I kick off my shoes and I booze and I choose to drink coughee [ Hook ] [ Devin ] I know your breath get stank (a-ha), your throat get dry (yeah) But I like gettin high, b**h, I'm blowed right now I got a brew in my hand, Lil' James can't understand Why we stumblin through the studio drunk again Drinkin coughee, eyes red, tight and shiny When the laws get behind me, yo, my nuts don't get tiny I just reach up under my seat and get my heat and get em off me Cause they took my driver's license but them b**hes can't have my Coughee (Gotta have coughee) Oh I gots to have coughee (Gotta have coughee) I said I gots to have coughee (Gotta have coughee) Don't f** with my coughee (I gotta have coughee) Oh ho, you know I'm finna go And score me some mo' And I be back in half an hour or so With some coughee (Gotta have coughee) What a n***a need is some coughee (Gotta have coughee) (Gotta have coughee) I gots to have sess (Gotta have coughee) I gots to have skunk (Gotta have coughee) I gots to have indo (Gotta have coughee) That sh** ain't no punk (I gotta have coughee)