| Take me
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| Higher, higher, baby
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| Can you feel it? |
| (feel it, feel it, feel it)
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| Do you feel the same weed high that I feel?
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| Cuz I’m so high (reefer makes you feel that way)
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| And I feeling so right
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| Roll (roll), let’s smoke, I got to get high
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| I been high since the last song (off that la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
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| And I just been smokin' and smokin'
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| Smoke another blunt, roll another up
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| You know that weed can really ease your mind
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| Every time I smoke good reefer that indo high makes me fly
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| If everyboby smoked a blunt, relieve the mind, the world could
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| Be a better place
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| If everybody took a break and we all just got wasted
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| Toked out (out, out out), smoked out (out, out, out)
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| Choked out (out, out, out), pull another O (out, out, out)
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| Let’s get P-O-D-ded (P-O-D-ded, P-O-D-ded)
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| The weed can’t get no better (no better baby)
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| 20 dollar hollars, all day, everyday
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| Come around my way, you gone want to stay
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| Weed makes me hungry, happy, and all I can say
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| Sure I need some more
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| Don’t make we wait, stay awake, fake sleep
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| Got the weed between the sheets
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| Catch me, Mary J. blessed me
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| Open up the dime, stimulate your mind, slide my thumb up the blunt
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| Open up and what you’ll find in there (you don’t really want)
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| I never been in High Times (I never been in High Yimes)
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| I never been in High Times
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| But can you tell me that I’ve been so high all my life
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| Am I high enough (am I high enough)
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| Am I high enough (am I high enough)
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| I remember being a little thug
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| Weed, really didn’t know what it was
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| Then I took a puff and I realized
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| I should always, stay high
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| The weed (the weed), makes me feel alright (alright)
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| If you feel like I feel, I got half on yo dime
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| If you got weed smoke it, I’m a real weed smoker
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| If it’s mine then I would
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| Since its yours you could, you should
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| If I ain’t there when you blaze a blunt nigga huh, please think of me
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| Cuz you know I nigga like to get high (high), high and free
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| Smokin' all night, feelin' all right
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| Bone Thugs get high, so high
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| High, high, all night, high, high
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| So high
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| Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my my my my
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| I know you wonder why I do it. |
| Love the sky
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| And I soar up so high
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| This mornin' I was in my bed
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| Bangin' and ringin' inside my head
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| I wanted to make love to you baby, but last night I got P-O-Ded instead
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| So please don’t go away, that’s all I got to say
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| Is I gotta have you mary j
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| Such a heavenly feelin' I get when I’m taking fat ass blunts to the brain
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| Oh darlin' I’m goin insane, and I really wish we can
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| Kick it at home in America, like it was on in Amsterdam
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| You heard enough, you heard it all, nothin' but a, a really thug nigga
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| Nothin' less than a killa, I’m out in front makin' my scrilla
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| I’m happy to know, the slide is the ball, and kick as strong as me
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| You rippin' the bong like me, can’t hit it as long as me
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| And when I need to free my mind
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| I can find, satisfaction in a bag of weed
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| Everything I need, leave it to the trees
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| It can make me feel better, and every day I wake
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| Niggas rollin' up blunts, and mo blunts, and mo blunts
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| And I keep a case of Swisher Sweets in the trunk
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| So when I’m rollin', smokin', chokin', just floatin'
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| Through the city in my drop top
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| Glock cocked, rollin', just rollin'
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| Me and mary jane
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| Its my world, its my thang
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| The way she penetrates my brain
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| Buddah, done blessed me with game
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| Good game, you wanna chop it up
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| We can kick it, smoke a fatty to the dome
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| Nigga lay high, thugged out, smokin', all, night, long
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| The weed can’t get no better (no better baby)
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| The weed can’t get no better (no better baby)
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| The weed can’t get no better (no better baby)
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| The weed can’t get no better (no better baby) |