Smokin' Stix Lyrics - It Takes A Thief - Coolio

Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright 

Next we got a guy comin' out from Compton, California 

He 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, those black guys down in Compton 

Down in Compton, yo, stop that 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

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, yeah 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

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 

Lights 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 

'Cause 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 'cause 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, yeah, yeah 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

Who got the bomb? Who got the bomb? 

Somebody? Anybody? Who got the bomb? 

Woke 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 

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