| Yo Young De
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| Check this out B
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| I was out one night
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| Out in east LA, Doing my thing
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| About to go drop this hot 16
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| Go in the store buy some Zig Zags
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| And a 40oz, And a brutha asked me
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| Yo what’s up with Young De
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| He swears he nice, huh
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| I said no, no, no
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| Bro chill out the brutha
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| Don’t swear he nice
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| He knows he nice
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| Yeah she on the dick and she wanna fuck
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| Never, never ever will I get enough
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| Pussy, pussy on the mind, damn she fine
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| I’m about to tear that up
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| Break the seal off a pack of Backwoods
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| Kush is that good, I should smoke papers
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| Fuck it, I guess I gotta roll another one later
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| And another one, another one
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| Ignore the yawdy ya ya fresher than a pair of adidas
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| Lawdy da da
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| Party won’t stop, got it on top
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| Did it my way
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| Rock another show and hit the highway
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| Hot box while we drive
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| We arrive a couple hours late but that’s the high-way
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| Get the money, money, stack it up
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| Higher than a whole
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| Bunch of fliers, go and get that good kush
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| Hit the booth and set the whole fucking world on fire
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| Grab a lighter cause that shit sound like a very very good plan
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| Wonder will they ever understand
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| That we hold the whole world in our hands
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| Roll it and light it and pass it around
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| Watch me get high with my feet on the ground
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| Up, up, away, yea this could save my day
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| I do this for me, I don’t care what they say
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| No sticks and no stems and no seeds in between
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| Bong or blunt it don’t matter to me
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| When I say go green you know what I mean
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| That’s money and money and money and weed
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| Everyday 'til the day I don’t wake up
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| I’ma do me, roll and bake up
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| On my Biggie shit I need an ounce and a bad bitch
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| That could hook a steak up
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| Going through the bullshit but I’m cool
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| All I gotta do is light it, take a pull
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| First hit got me chill like I spent the whole day
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| Laying out by the pool
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| But I’m always on the move
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| Gotta get this money man
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| Need a couple hundred grands, after taxes
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| Couple houses, couple cars, that’s all that I’m asking
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| Fuck waiting on the back end, if it ain’t a broad that i’m smashing
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| Pay me up front this ain’t dumb luck nigga i’m gonna cash in
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| Roll it and light it and pass it around
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| Watch me get high with my feet on the ground
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| Up, up, away, yea this could save my day
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| I do this for me, I don’t care what they say
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| No sticks and no stems and no seeds in between
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| Bong or blunt it don’t matter to me
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| When I say go green you know what I mean
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| That’s money and money and money and weed |