| I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt
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| I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x)
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| Wanna choke (2x)
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| Wanna get fucked up
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| I’m rollin up so many blunts man
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| I’m smokin and chokin them
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| Back to back
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| Come on and blink
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| I knew I just think
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| I’m havin another aink attack
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| I like to smoke so much weed
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| It’s a need
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| I gotta have bud in my system black
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| Laid back
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| With a ack
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| And a sac of indo in my Cadillac
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| So bill
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| Leather chill
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| Leather post
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| With the ho’s
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| Man I’m so high
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| I feel like I’m about to float up In the clouds and touch the sky
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| The chronic has got me so dazed
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| It’s amazing
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| I wanna smoke until I pass out
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| Get the mask out
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| And let me hit it until this chronic knocks my ass out
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| I’m gunna crash out
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| And sleep until mornin I’m yawnin
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| So what can I say man
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| For a day man
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| I don’t think that I can even go without smokin hate man
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| So pass me a swisher
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| And let me spit the middle and fill it with weed
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| And lick and light it and chief it And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need
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| Red rum niggas smoke bud by the pound and it’s all good |
| In the hood
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| We chillin and cheifin
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| Hangin out in the broken wood
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| My nigga I figure I need more weed
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| Some of that good choke
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| I’m fiendin and dreamin about that chronic I wanna smoke
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| I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt
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| I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x)
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| Wanna choke (2x)
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| Wanna get fucked up
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| I’m smokin and chokin on blunts
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| Everyday
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| Cause psycho acts that way
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| The chicken is makin me wicked and paranoid
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| Have gatta have that hay
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| Comin up out of the ground
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| It’s by the pound
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| And huffin to get so high
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| Pull out my papers
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| And end of the papers
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| And sit back to let my brain fry
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| Puffin on ses
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| Now it’s in my chest
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| My nigga and I for that coughin and choke
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| Blow me a gun
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| Unless it’s a bum
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| My nigga lets fill our bodies with smoke
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| I’m falling in love
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| I’m full of that bud
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| Cause we’s in that party and get so woke
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| I lit up that nine
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| Cause it by the time
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| We reefin around to get fucked up Let’s grab us some brew
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| Now this what we do We slangin and bangin up on the main strip
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| I’m getting so high
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| I cannot deny |
| I’m startin to thinkin some crazy shit
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| We rollin so clean
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| I’m hearing sirens
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| A nigga like me is so paranoid
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| I roll down the window
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| And let out the indo
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| Those wicked ass the cops
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| We tryin to avoid
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| Keep rollin up weed
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| You know is a need
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| My nigga I’m fond of that Mary Jane
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| Cause it’s the most wanted
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| And I’m goin to stay bunted
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| And turn off the light
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| I’m goin insane
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| Keep rollin up swishers
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| They filled with that reefer
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| And don’t let this dope
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| Get in your ride
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| I meant to decide
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| My nigga cause you know that I wanna smoke
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| I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt
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| I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x)
|
| Wanna choke (2x)
|
| Wanna get fucked up
|
| I’m rollin up so many blunts man
|
| I’m smokin and chokin them
|
| Back to back
|
| Come on and blink
|
| I knew I just think
|
| I’m havin another aink attack
|
| I like to smoke so much weed
|
| It’s a need
|
| I gotta have bud in my system black
|
| Laid back
|
| With a ack
|
| And a sac of indo in my Cadillac
|
| So bill
|
| Leather chill
|
| Leather post
|
| With the ho’s
|
| Man I’m so high
|
| I feel like I’m about to float up In the clouds and touch the sky |
| The chronic has got me so dazed
|
| It’s amazing
|
| I wanna smoke until I pass out
|
| Get the mask out
|
| And let me hit it until this chronic knocks my ass out
|
| I’m gunna crash out
|
| And sleep until mornin I’m yawnin
|
| So what can I say man
|
| For a day man
|
| I don’t think that I can even go without smokin hate man
|
| So pass me a swisher
|
| And let me spit the middle and fill it with weed
|
| And lick and light it and chief it And pass it around to my crew cause I know that you need
|
| Red rum niggas smoke bud by the pound and it’s all good
|
| In the hood
|
| We chillin and cheifin
|
| Hangin out in the broken wood
|
| My nigga I figure I need more weed
|
| Some of that good choke
|
| I’m fiendin and dreamin about that chronic I wanna smoke
|
| I wanna roll on a jeep wanna smoke me a blunt
|
| I wanna get fucked up Wanna smoke (2x)
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| Wanna choke (2x)
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| Wanna get fucked up |