| Get your own blunt, you can’t smoke with me
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| Nigga, where your wheels? |
| You can’t roll with me
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| Hella girls chillin' when you chill with me
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| All my girls say they in love with me
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| I need a real chick who goin' to chill with me
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| Fuck everything, keep it real with me
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| I told you little niggas not to play with me
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| I be chilin' with two chicks, they goin' to lay with me
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| Want to smoke with me? |
| Better bring your own Dutch
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| I be smokin' by myself, I ain’t in a rush
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| Light it up, puff puff, that’s the good stuff
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| Sour diesel to my face, now I’m super stuffed
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| Want to smoke with me? |
| Nigga, better bring a Dutch
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| And your own weed, nigga, roll it up
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| Try to sip some lean, now you throwin' up
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| You can’t sip with me, I got four cups
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| I sip Patron and I don’t get drunk
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| I’m smokin' Ashton Kutcher like I got Punk’d
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| I’m never alone, you know I got pumps
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| I’m with eight chicks and we all drunk
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| I’m feelin' great, got my blunt and my shades
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| And I’m higher than a plane, smokin' on Mary-Jane
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| Smoke to ease the pain cause these bitches be playin'
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| I ain’t worried 'bout no nigga cause I’m always feelin' great
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| Yes, I’m always smokin' great, I’m always livin' great
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| This weed is very great, this sip is very great, my chick lookin' great
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| And I’m lookin' great, this blunt smokin' great, see it in my face
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| Come smoke with me, get low with me
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| Yeah, come roll with me, she goin' to roll with me
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| When I smoke, she goin' to roll for me
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| Niggas lookin' sober want to smoke with me
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| Get your own smoke, you can’t loc with me
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| On cloud nine, you can’t float with me
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| Now your girl mine, she goin' to roll with me |