Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Give Me a Light , by - Droop-ERelease date: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Give Me a Light |
| Just give me a light |
| Just give me a light |
| Just give me a light |
| Just give me a light |
| Somethin' like a player puttin' Cherry Pie in a paper plane |
| Keep it lit like a stadium, premium octane |
| Gas straight to the brainium, my girl Lithuanian |
| Get it? |
| She stay litted, get it? |
| Forget it you know what I’m sayin' |
| Can’t be duplicated, I’m illuminated |
| We do this frequently so the frequency’s raisin' |
| I consume so much green feel like Piccolo mane |
| Sippin' Slur' with a ho that look like she could be in videos |
| Lemonaded, catch me shinin' like a lamp, faded |
| Always motivated toastin' to the cultivation |
| Bosses over here, gettin' dollars over here |
| Peaceful, but you don’t want no problems over here |
| I’m everything colder than Icees |
| Cleaner than sanitizer, you’re sweeter than Hi-C |
| Ha, what you mean? |
| My money blue, my bud green |
| Put some Kush up in the air |
| And blow the smoke out everywhere |
| Just give me a light |
| If we gon' make this party right |
| Then everybody let’s get high |
| Just give me a light |
| Yeah, let me holla at 'em Droop-E |
| It’s April dub, we posted up in the club |
| With a bucket of that there vodka |
| In VIP poppin' collars |
| We smokin' that marijuana with somebody’s baby mama |
| Come get her, don’t want no drama, her coochie hot like a sauna |
| Big reefer in the air, Sativa (Sativa) |
| The owner don’t care, me neither |
| Prop sixty-fo, I got a seventy-oh, what? |
| Cutlass Oldsmobile, stick in the floor |
| I’m a brand, I got my own liquor man |
| Some spirits, some wine and beer you can buy in a tall can |
| My heart it don’t pump no fear, I’ll fuck you up, I got hands |
| Don’t let suckas get in my ear, love my family and all my fans |
| Bread Over Sucker Shit — BOSS |
| I got pneumonia, this turtle makin' me cough |
| I’ll say it once again if you don’t know |
| We call it turtle 'cause it’s green and makes you move slow |
| Biatch! |
| Let’s put some Kush up in the air |
| And blow the smoke out everywhere |
| Just give me a light |
| If we gon' make this party right |
| Then everybody let’s get high |
| Just give me a light |
| Hey my nigga |
| Can I hitch your funky ride to the dispensary? |
| I got my canibus card |
| 'Cause I’m ready to go and cop me about an eighth of weed |
| I got thirty dollars |
| A case of Slurricane and some Swisher Sweets |
| I’m 'bout to pop my collar |
| Get the baddest bitch around me, baby that’s all I need |
| Let’s put some Kush up in the air |
| And blow the smoke out everywhere |
| Just give me a light |
| If we gon' make this party right |
| Then everybody let’s get high |
| Just give me a light |
| I need a Bic and a Thai stick |
| Yeah it’s hit, but it’s fly shit |
| Two hits make my mind flip |
| Yeah, all the way in The Yay-o |
| Big bank roll, here where the dank grow |
| Where the Cookie from? |
| Where the from? |
| And that pelli shit, I wish I could taste some |
| Big whale in the water, I be way too high to even worry 'bout drama |
| Cookied down from head to toe |
| I start a new grow, everywhere I go |
| Las Vegas and the city of trees |
| Keep a real fly bitch just to twist you some weed |
| I’m out in L.A. flexin' all bitches in my section |
| Three growth spots, we ain’t worried about sessions |
| Fuck Trump, don’t pass him the blunt |
| Exotic weed smoke got the club smellin' like a skunk |
| Hey my nigga |
| Can I hitch your funky ride to the dispensary? |
| I got my canibus card |
| 'Cause I’m ready to go and cop me about an eighth of weed |
| I got thirty dollars |
| A case of Slurricane and some Swisher Sweets |
| I’m 'bout to pop my collar |
| Get the baddest bitch around me, baby that’s all I need |