Fiyayaya Weed lyrics

[Intro, Female vocalist]

Step up here, in the club

All eyes all over me

Aww, lookie here

The boys who got that fiyayaya weed

[Hook, Female vocalist]

Got that fiyayaya weed

Fiya-fiyayaya weed

Got that fiyayaya weed

Fiya-fiyayaya weed

Got that fiyayaya weed

Fiya-fiyayaya weed

Got that fiyayaya weed

Fiya-fiyayaya weed

[Verse 1, Juicy J] (Coughing/rapping)

I got that (O-G Kush)

Tryina get this money, man I'm on my grind, the (Mo' we push)

Gotta stack that cheese, I'm sprung on trees, my (Habit is strong)

Just workin through the day, so I can't even blaze, so it's (All night long)

I don't trust myself, when I'm by myself, I'mma (Pimp my cash)

Like in a convo short, when they choke, dro cough, like (Pimps turned glam)

Or when I'm in the M, pass it down to a friend, you gon' (Push somethin good)

Cause I got it from Khaled, passed out in the ally

I done took two pills from a hooker named Sally

With a big brown ass and a face like Halley

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2, Project Pat]

North Memphis...

I'm swag to death, I'm fresh to life, ho

Suck weed smoke outta blunts like lipo-suction

I don't need no introduction

West Coast plug got me back in production

Fiyayaya weed, all buzz and not no seeds

True hustlas from the hood

Always on us, keep some trees

Breath cologne and I smell that kush

Gotta nigga on blast so they swear I push

That Northern Cali sell like heroin

Two p's for the eight g's, I'm tearin up

Package is open, I'm plain outta boat and

Blunts for the cloakin, now we smokin

A candy coating on my Charger

Light the blunt, lets ride my Charger

[Hook x2]

• Artist:Juicy J
• Album:Hustle Till I Die (2009)