Mac Dre Bleezies-N-Heem Lyrics

It's Not What You Say... It's How You Say It Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 The Wolf Intro
  • 2 Have You Eva
  • 3 Bleezies-N-Heem
  • 4 Sex, Drugs, Rap
  • 5 Livin' It
  • 6 So Hard
  • 7 Iz Real
  • 8 Mac Dammit & Friends
  • 9 Always Inta Somethin'
  • 10 Chevs & Fords
  • 11 Take Yo' Panties Off
  • 12 Mac Dre'Vious
  • 13 Hold Off
  • 14 Bonus Track
  • (Mac Dre talking)
    Hello my friend, How you do my friend? What would you like?
    Yes, what would you like?
    I want uh... pack of backwoods...pack of backwoods
    Give me a fifth of that privelege hennessy and uh... thats it
    Thank you very very much

    [Verse 1]
    What you know about me? I'm Mac Dreezy
    Call Hennessy, Heem, and a blunt a Bleezy
    I keep a fat sack wrapped in a backwood leave
    Smoke trees that make me look Japanese
    Green seedless, mean when I'm weedless
    Never in denial, I'm a fiend and I need this
    Any day is a bad day for Mac Dre
    When he aint got it, they ask why he act that way
    I smoke champ, cush and ???
    Man whats ???, bomb and sprayed
    I can't fade a beezy who can keep a bleezy
    Rolled for a neezy, I ask her What the feezy?
    I gotta have weed, to go get weed
    You dont like it, kiss my ass till your lips bleed
    This ones for the club so I'm kinda like keeping it clean
    Sing it with me yall, bleezies-N-heem,

    [Chorus 2x]
    I gots to have my dope
    Every where i go
    When they ask me whats my drank
    I say heem and what you thank

    [Verse 2]
    I L-O-V-E H double E-M
    I drink like ten of them things that swim
    He's heeming again is what they say when I come around
    I'll get dumb drunk and fuck up your compound
    Your building your establishment
    Mobbin' saying cuddie I'm hella bent
    Oh what a feeling when your looking at the ceiling
    And it's spinning and the earl starts spilling
    I drink heem when I perk don't like Erk and Jerk
    It don't work, when a nigga chillin'
    Might spill it on my Abercrombie Fitch
    Know I got the man not the liquor store witch
    Well baby would you please run and get
    Me another hennessy Fifth


    Fire up, lets get drunk
    Get your cup fill it up, don't be no punk
    A party aint a party if every damn body
    Aint lifted, and a little bit tipsy
    But don't drink and drive, I remember one time
    My cuddie joogy, wrapped this fifty, rap this with me
    And if you don't understand
    You a inbred, your daddy and your uncle was the same man
    I gotta have dope, every where i go
    When they ask me what I drank, I say heem what you thank?
    I gets heem in me, only substitute is remy
    In Sac with Jimmy, or in Portland with Kenny
    I'm danked out, drank out, can't talk, can't count
    If i want some more I'm making baby pull her bank out
    Who own a bomb boy? What do you mean?
    Sing it to him yall, bleezies-N-heem

    [Chorus 2x]
    Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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