Smokin Stix Lyrics by Coolio

Smokin Stix Lyrics

    Intro: (*mc introducing coolio*)
    Alright alright, alright alright alright. next we got a guy comin out from
    Compton, california, gonna tell you all about his experiment with a drug
    Called stix. that's some kind of embalment fluid mixed with scherm those
    Niggas down in...ha, those black guys down in compton.
    *guy toking up*
    Yo stop that!

    Hook (x2):

    Who got the bomb? who got the bomb?
    Somebody? anybody? who got the bomb?

    Verse 1:

    Pass me the dip, it's time to take a hit
    Of the potent ass shit the kind that make you strip
    Two headed critter, now i'm an airplane
    Flyin high inside my brain
    You know karate, i no rizzeign
    Try to beat me down i feel no pain
    Puffer, toker, loopy loop smoker
    Coolio loca, laugh like the joker
    Loony, psychotic, nutty, kinda crazy
    Down for mine that's the way mama raised me
    Summertime we freak in the heat
    Butt naked in the middle of the street
    We're smokin stix

    Hook (x2)

    Verse 2:

    If you don't know how to do it, yo here's how ya do it
    Take the scherm and cigarette and dip it in the fluid
    Oh my god! oh my god! now the shit is lookin lovely
    Light and stars all around me and above me
    Never feelin good, i watch a motherfucker work
    Try to step into the circle i chop em up like wood
    Put em in an envelope and send it off to interscope
    Cos nigga's gettin short, i'm chokin from the smoke
    I pass it to my homey so he can take a toke
    Got a large loot, got it robbin that's cos i was broke
    Jumped in the bucket, mad styles like a demon
    If only you could trip off that shit that i'm seein
    I got to get a grip cos the nigga's about to flip
    Sometimes that's how it get when you're smokin stix

    Hook (x2)

    Verse 3:

    Wake up the next morning in a cold sweat
    Under the bed, soakin wet, wearin boots and a hair net
    Empty .45 was layin on the dresser
    Last night i played the role of the tester
    Toked up a good bag, jenna had a good nap
    Flashback got me ready to scrap
    I don't know what i done did
    And i don't know where i done been
    I know last night i robbed my friend
    And if that's wrong then call it a sin
    But i was broke and broke ain't no joke
    And i can't cope without my smith so
    So dip it up and watch me suck it up
    And i'll get fucked up and i might go nuts
    So pass the loot motherfucker, pass the loot!
    Pass the loot motherfucker to a troop
    We're smokin stix