Original version appears on Mac Dre's 2001 album "It's Not What You Say... It's How You Say It." Available on itunes https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/its-not-what-you-say...-its/id57380378
Mac Dre – Bleezies N Heem Lyrics
[Mac Dre imitating a Middle Eastern convenience store clerk] 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 privilege 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 leaf 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 ain't got it, they ask why he act that way I smoke champ, kush and Naid Man whats Naid? - Bomb that's sprayed I can't fade a beezy who don't 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 one's for the club so I'm kinda like keeping it clean Sing it with me y'all Bleezies n heem
[Hook (x2):] I gots to have my dope Everywhere I go When they ask me, what's my drink? I say heem, man, what you think?
[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 you're 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 at the liquor store rich Well baby would you please run and get Me another Hennessy fifth? Bleezies n heem
[Hook x2]
Fire up, lets get drunk Get your cup, fill it up, don't be no punk A party ain't a party if every damn body Ain't lifted and a little bit tipsy But don't drink and drive, I remember one time My cuddie Joogy, wrapped his 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 everywhere I go When they ask me what I drink I say, "heem, what you think?" I gets heem in me, only substitute's Rémy In Sac with Jimmy, or in Portland with Kenny I'm danked out, dranked out, can't talk, can't count If I want some more I'm making baby pull her bank out Who on a bomb? Boy, what do you mean? Sing it to me yall Bleezies n heem
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