Lite 1 Witcha Boi

(feat. Method Man, Bun B) [Redman]

Aowww! [Bun B]

What the fuck is

THAT?! [Redman]

I'm 'bout to light my medication! [Method Man]

Hey yo Doc [Redman]

Whattup? [Method Man]

Let's do this shit [Redman]

Okay then - light one up for ya boy out there [Method Man]

Yo, let's go [Method Man]

I like to fly the friendly skies until the sky fall

I got them frequent flier miles,

I hit the

Sky Mall I'm on that red eye flight, you see the redness in my eyeballs

Homey ain't no question that

I balls I'm fresh as

Pine-Sol, what you smellin is trees

Me and my bredderns inhalin watermelon and cheese

I clear my head like

Magellan while he's sailin the seven, seas 'til armageddeon just waitin 'til

I'm a legend

Please! I am legend, a veteran in my profession

No guessin it's

Meth in this session, you smell this herbal essence

Ain't nothin like a first impression

Sky's the limit, and sometimes

I'm so fly,

I need a flight extension [Chorus 2X: Redman]

Yo I know

I smell good, when

I walk by

I catch sky miles, cause

I look high

And plus I look fly baby take a

Polaroid And when you done with that light one wit'cha boy [Redman]

Yessir, aiyyo

I've been in every hood around the world it never fail

Soon as they smell that aroma they say light the

L Yeah, they see me flow, (Half Baked) like

Chappelle

I guess I swim

AND smoke like

Michael Phelps

Yeah, type the e-mail, tell 'em

I got the bud

Females, I got 'em locked, like

Casanova Rud

Lookin at my

Roley I got time like the

Culture Club

And since we off the hook,

MMM, I'ma roll it up!

Girl you know whassup,

Friday we gon' get it in

I'm gonna tell you shut up, you'll say "Say it again!"

Now light one wit'cha boy to let you know

I play to win

And tell them other emcees they life paper thin [Chorus] [Bun B]

Pass me a cigar

I'll bust it open then

I'll dump it out

Dig into my bag of tricks and pull a lil' somethin out (hold up)

That medical marijuana that's pharmaceutical

When I break it down that shit be stickin to my cuticles

The banana kush that's perfect for a gorilla

I twist that motherfucker up and fire up the killer

I put a lighter to the ass end and start smokin then pass it over to

Reggie Noble and now he tokin

And puff puff pass nigga, don't be like the last nigga (naw)

Gave him a blunt and all he gave me back was ash nigga (naw)

Just tryin to smoke somethin (somethin) then hit the crunk spot (spot)

And shut that motherfucker down with the

Funk Doc! [Chorus 2X] [Bun B]

God damn Red!