| Yeah.
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| Yeeeahhhh
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| Uhmmm
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| Light up, light up
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| Strike a match and watch the flames burn bright
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| Light up, light up
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| Breathe deep and let it clear your mind
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| When you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round
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| Keep your chin up and head high cause nothing’s forever
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| Light up, light up
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| Breathe deep and put it in the sky
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| I’m never drinking and driving, I’m only smoking and flying
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| Too many dying, alcohol related death’s multiplying
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| So you know, we gotta keep it in perspective
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| Get my point across, like a boss and make sure that mi gente gets the message
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| I’m just gonna blow up on this fire, who got the lighter?
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| You want that sherbert OG Kush, that cookie gets you higher
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| Need no crazy pills, they give me no crazy thrills
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| That’s cause how a playa feels, I’m smoking until the wheels fall off
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| Yeah, and that’s how we keep it lifted
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| California fine’s are organically engifted
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| I’m in love with Mary Jane, some call it that Marichuana
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| I’m the one you call when you need that good ganja
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| Uuuuuh
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| Inhale, exhale, fucking right I love it
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| I got murder munchies, I’ll die without chicken McNuggets
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| Used to buy bags, now I bring it back in buckets
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| The fuck is this a seed? |
| My nigga, you must be bucking
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| I don’t smoke less than OG Kush bitch
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| Y’all boys smoking on that bull shit
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| Probably ain’t even coughing off none of that
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| If I was you, I wouldn’t even much none of that
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| Can’t even smell it when it’s burning, that’s that lil boy shit
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| I’m a grown man, I don’t smoke with lil boys bitch
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| Super Sour Mix with that cookie
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| Veteran lungs since day one, I’ve never been a rookie
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| Plain RAW papers, or RAW paper cones
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| If I add a styrofoam cup I ain’t gon' make it home
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| I’m just saying I’m so gone, I don’t even know where I’m suppose to be at
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| How the fuck we suppose to be sober when Mary Jane everywhere we at
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| Cookie smoke in the air, there’s police everywhere
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| Yeah I smoke where I want, now I don’t really care
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| Will I share? |
| I don’t know
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| If I’m down? |
| I’m in town for a week
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| Let’s go half on that pound, yeah I only want that loud
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| Yo, we don’t make a sound that ain’t good
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| No swishas, no woods, bong hits if we could
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| Roll another one, think we should
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| You can smell it through the bag
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| I made it killing off the wax, so wanna take another dab? |