| Ganger fi bun, light it up
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| Ganger fi bun, light it up
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| Mi seh wi crushi, crushi, crushi, crushi, role it, bun it
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| We smoke enough
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| Crushi, crushi, crushi, crushi, role it, bun it
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| We smoke enough
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| The weed seed when it drop inna dirt
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| Water the tree from the crop
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| It sweet like honey from the cone
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| When the beas inna box
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| Keep mi cool like mi feet inna sox
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| Mi need fi relax
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| The weed weh mi drop
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| Lick out the drop leaf an seed weh mi dash
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| Burn off the whole a the weed mi no left none
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| Only thing weh mi leave a the ash
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| Mi leave the ash wid spliff tale
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| In ash straight, in ash spill
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| Build up a fat ital spliff a go go through him nostril
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| Onton bun de, him faver man from Honkong
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| Big up all wi zombie an wingy
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| Mi light it up an feel like pon a flight mi go
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| Head a spin like a wheel pon a bicycle
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| Cush it sweet like icicle
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| Mi send quarry go buy likkle
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| Come back wid the high grade
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| Seh a this mi find fi yuh
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| Bullet inna mi brain it meck mi mind tickle
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| Mi ice likkle like chine eye
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| Mi no bun coke, mi no sniff crack
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| No mi no try sniffle
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| Real from mi smoke weed
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| Dem naw build nothing white fi you
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| Wi no smoke weed
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| Mi nop smoke from bad mine people
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| Smoke wid mi real friend dem
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| Mi no smoke from bad mine people |