(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 fucku p 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

Bleezies-N-Heem...

[Chorus]

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]