| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| That kush cloud, that kush cloud
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| My kush cloud, my kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| Rolling off of that kush cloud
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| OG turnt up too loud
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| That kush cloud, that kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| That kush cloud, that kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| My kush cloud, my kush cloud
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| Floatin off of that kush cloud
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| Rolling off of that kush cloud
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| OG turnt up too loud, bitch
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| Mo-murder, mo-murder
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| In the Tahoe with my burner
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| Tell 'em that I just got a shipment in
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| And if you in to win then I’ll serve ya
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| Know I’m floatin off of that kush cloud
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| OG turnt up too loud
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| A nigga busy getting to the money and weed
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| That’s why a playa hating nigga get tuned out
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| In a shootout nah cause they don’t want that shit
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| Traffic the powder, how you want that whip?
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| Grind it out, pound it out
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| Then I took her to the house, I ain’t want that bitch
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| I get the killa shit from my niggas in the Bay
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| We wheeling and dealing so what you niggas wanna pay?
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| Got dope in the attic, I’m in the ceiling with the yay
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| We flipping it really, you pussy niggas in the way
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| Got thug love from my niggas choking, smoking bud
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| Bought my dope from Lil' Sodi yea I fucks with cuz
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| Corporate thuggin, so all I’m wit is thug niggas
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| Can you picture, this rapper slash drug dealer
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| I said I was never gon' smoke no mo'
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| 20 minutes late, okay I’mma smoke one mo'
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| The next thing you know, I’m blowing through the whole O
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| Smoke alarm going off, popo knocking on my do', oh
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| I’m a real OG chief choker
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| Green leaf stoner, real weed smoker
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| Wanna kick it with me, you better bring weed over
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| I got too many problems, ain’t no need to be sober
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| But I ain’t really waiting on you niggas to split it
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| Roll it and hit it cause I’ve already got me some
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| Roll another nigga, I’m hardly done
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| Kray Jack got Bob Marley lungs
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| I hit a little bit of Snoop OG kush
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| Then I roll up some Wiz Khalif to get a hook
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| It’s sticky icky nigga, trust it be real
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| Cause I planted it and grew it on Cypress Hill
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| Bud smokers only, bud smokers only, on-ly
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| Don’t ask if I’m high
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| Look into my eyes, you can tell that I’m zonin', zonin'
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| Kray and Freddie Gibbs, nigga there it is
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| Midwest get ready when I come around the corner in my spaceship
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| And we take off into the cloud
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| She rolled up a sack of that, purp
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| The mystical haze got her going in a maze
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| While she twerkin and workin slow motion — I am the potion
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| That will dwell inside the magical purp that you inhale
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| Inside your mind as I, seduce your brain cells
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| You gotta get high 'til you can’t tell
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| If you in heaven with the angels
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| Playing my music and get high to it
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| It’s hypnotizing like a brain spell
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| Real nigga smoking on purple trees
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| All about money, gotta count this green
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| Mackin these bitches and I’m gettin to the riches
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| And yo bitch love smoking me
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| When the beat break down (break down)
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| Get lost to the sound (to the sound)
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| Roll the window down (down)
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| Let her see the kush clouds (kush clouds)
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| Ride around through the town (town)
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| Nigga let the wind blow (wind blow)
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| Gotta get head in the front seat slow
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| Let a nigga see the kush smoke |