Here's that shit right here Here's that top of the cali Ya me? Look..... Hey brother it's that we ain't gotta do all that but pass it You gonna how to use that rotation dogg It's this..
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Puff pass the shit that's doulja bitch You to smoking that regular shit So up and pass it
Pass me the man and let me smoke, High as a kite and I'm bout to I'm so to it it's hard to cope, like everything is a joke Moving in motion, crying against the potion Got me what the I need I just wanna smoke all day, sippin cran and With my windows down hollerin' at people 'round my way Now get this I'm with the good shit I'm through with bullshit I connect, that's full in effect, and that's our little secret I ain't gonna lie my troubles sorrow, me put down my revolver It gotta be good anytime that I can smoke it my father It never me solely or some people say it do I heard of no one dying over weed and that's the fucking truth So i'ma and i'ma smoke until the day I fucking die Very seldom you will me without a gloss in my eye Smelling like a pound of indonesia, that other will tease ya You need something to please ya, send you into
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Smoking on fire, really get's me higher, my fucking mind at ease Since I been doja, I can't my composure, can you roll another one please? My moma don't like it but grown man, And she just don't That when I'm red i'ma better man, but still bout my man I went to jamaica and myself crazy with my lady Trying to make a baby, after c-murder paid me My habit is as own the week, as a nigga as he ease in peace So why the fuck the keep on trippin on me? I ain't about no trouble I'm high, You think I fight shit I'm too tired You can me out I look in your face and pass you by If I was the president I'd make this shit Cause if everybody was high nobody would think of evil Am I ever gonna quit this shit? man you got to be As a matter of fact please excuse me I'm smokin'
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