Oh Na Na

Snoop Dogg

Here we go
It’s time

If it ain’t KK what you smoking on
If it ain’t Rosé tell em carry on
It ain’t bout mine less the money long
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na
Oh na na na na na na

Fat sack in hand, Mac and Dev
Back in dreads, stacking bread
Kush in the air errywhere I be
Word is Doggy Dogg got that 10 a key
You can believe what you wanna loc
See I’ma pee on the tree when I wanna smoke
Underground to the top shelf
And I can do it by my goddamn self
I put some fire on the tip
High when I trip, still fly on a bitch
I’ma ease on by
Tip top, don’t stop, why not, not why
See I’ma regulate it
Real shit, real niggas, real weed separated
And put the match on the tip
So quick, so fast like that, you bitch

Came in this thang, blowing on the strongest Mary Jane
Make sure everybody know my name
Niggas know we go hard so we young bosses in the game
Now I’m getting weed on the plane
It’s such a shame, your bitch with us
Hatin’ on me cause you probably can’t get rich with us
Probably run around claim you a real nigga too
But I’ma fuck her, never call like real niggas do, ooh
No pain, no gain
I be on the yacht drunk sipping champagne
Partying with Snoop Dogg, smoking propane
Screaming rest in peace June Bug with my whole gang
Uhh, niggas hate but I just laugh at that
A milly first quarter, you ain’t half of that
Talking trees, we can go pack for pack
All day, we just smoke back to back