Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa – Talent Show Lyrics

Talent Show

Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa

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"Talent Show." - Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 09:51 am

Album: Mac and Devin Go to High School (Music from and Inspired By the Movie) [Deluxe Version]

Track No: 05

I've been trying to develop an alternative fuel
From a mix of all natural substances
But the mix was highly volatile until we found a catalyst
To help stabilize the compound and supercharge the fuel
I'm sorry, what was this magical catalyst?
Marijuana motherfucker
Ah, ladies and gentlemen
Players and playettes
Teachers, staff and students
I am very honoured to welcome you
To the high school annual talent show
Brought to you by the makers of
Wiz Khalifa premium rolling papers
And the qualified growers of
Snoop Dogg master kush
So without further adieu
Let's get this show on the road
First contestant, bring your talent to the foreground
And let your smoke be your background
Every time I go out, I'm blowin' that smoke out
I buy it don't even know the price
As long as I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My **** it's 'bout to go down, oh
We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die
I'll get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean around
Case them hoes wan' jump inside?
Uh, got a joint filled with quality shit, my bottom bitch
Smokin' with me **** talk shit, all of 'em shrimp
I'm a big fish, roll a joint
Lick it once tell you hit this, rubies on my dick
Several kush's on my hit list, in and out these **** bitches
Smokin' tree and not to mention hustlin' tryna mount my business
You probably went to class while I was in the hallway skippin'
Yeah I hear what they sayin', I just be too high to listen
Got my money trippin' if I even fold it wrong
You ain't smokin' this good, if it's fire I tell you I sold it all
Or wait 'til one of my hoes come 'round and roll it all
Or say fuck it, and cuff it 'til I go smoke with Dogg
I show up, I show up, I show off
Car push to start, hit the button once it go off
Keep the money comin' in and the papers rolled up
'N ain't worried 'bout a hatin' **** they get no love
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Every time I go out, I'm blowin' that smoke out
I buy it don't even know the price
As long as I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My **** it's 'bout to go down, oh
We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die
I'll get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean around
Case them hoes wanna jump inside?
I go green like I was Archbishop Don Juan
And blow circles 'round you suckers like a marathon
My gym teacher told me, but I didn't listen
My bitch did my homework, and now I'm in detention
It sure beats suspension, this is my audition
So play your position, get the picture I envision
Did she mention? Snoop Dogg was made for kissin'
A barracuda fishin', she on a mission for me
Pleasure, pain, and glory, and my inventory
My SAT's, my lil' bitch she did 'em for me
And now we prancin' on stage at the talent show
We flossin' my clothes, my chain and my knapsack
Full of that, hand me that, can't you see my telescope?
Principal said she wanna see me 'cause she smell my smoke
'Bout my money trippin' even if I fold it wrong
Blowin' zones with Wiz 'cause this is the protocol
Every time I go out, I'm blowin' that smoke out
I buy it don't even know the price
As long as I live it, come pay me a visit
And I'll be somewhere up in the sky
My **** it's 'bout to go down, oh
We fly, it's not lie, that we high, 'til we die
I'll get up in this hoe's house
Roll one up, clean around
Case them hoes wanna jump inside?
Yeah
It's the Archbishop Don Magic Juan
It's a talent show
And everybody got to know
You got to be ready so you don't have to get ready
So when I stepped in for the talent show
I had stole the show because I was already ready
Everybody should have known their part
Because the whole world is a stage
And everybody play a part
So when you at the talent show
You got to know your part
And you got to know when to move
And when not to move
And by me being a famous player
And know my game
I took the talent show
Because I had style, I had flash
I had originality, I had me
And that's what it's all about
When you're doing a talent show
You got to be you
Green for the money
Gold for the honeys
I'm the original

Writer(s): A. Reyes, C. Broadus, Cameron Jibril Thomaz & J. Wilson.

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