Lyrics of Roll em up

Roll 'em up roll up the hooty mac, rollem up
Rol 'em up, rollem up rollem up.....

I need some herbs and spices,
So i can feel nices,
The breeze, coolin like a summertree.
'cause it's the i-c-e and you know i got the feel it.
I score it, and i ain't gotta steal it.
So brang on the sack that's phat,
Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5,
'cause i get 'em.
Everytime i get a little hit of tha hummm
The skunk, and the funk feels good to my lungs.
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire,
And i need to get it quick cause it's callin me.
Come and roll me up please i-c-e,
Light the hooty mac, so we can start the par-ty.
You know i smoke good stuff, so go and get the bong,
Gong - diddlee bong, once again you know it's on - huh,
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

You see everytime i wake up, i got to clear my head,
But i clear it with ?ess, cause it goes with my dreds.
And i can't stand to run out, cause if you do i get illy,
Never get silly, so pass me the philly.
Blunt, and no i dn't front like zero,
Who wears a chronic hat but always says no,
But i say yes, and i get it off my chest.
Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and i hit the phunky ?ess,
Check it, you ain't gotta test it,
It's the mad bomb and i've already blessed it.
Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do,
When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through.
I ain't tryin to front, cause i'm gettin' what i want.
Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk.
Yeh, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.

Roll 'em up the hooty mac, that what i said
Now tell me how you feelin'.
Don't it feel good enought to jump and touch the ceiling.
It's on, it's on, i feel it comin on.
It's good to the bone, cause the buzz is real strong.
Even though i can not stand it, but i recomment it,
Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it.
You know that twenty dollars that yo've saved
Throughout the week,
If you're a non smoker, then please don't try to speak.
The plan, the plan ya know i've got a plan,
Squirrels go thte goods, now tell me whos the man.
But not really the man that you call when you want it,
Ya know i stay legit, and i've got to stay up on it.
On and on you geve me a ho....
And what i want to do, then i'll let you know.
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it.