This is a song about "Hash browns"

That’s real shit, it’s bigger than rap

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Whilst i puff this hash and dub the ash into your massive ass and laugh,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Smell the fumes from the rasta's in a room full of hash

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

If you ever feel alone and

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

So much class, double d’s and ass

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

Yo i could set back, sell out, get rich, and light the hash,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path