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[Z-Ro:] I'sa rude boy like a domino, and finally cause it rolls |
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Soar like an eagle, from the porch smoke in my nose |
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And I bust it down upon the center, and feel it up with cess |
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And start fill licking roll up ganja, now smokers got test |
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Gangsta smoker, times is not joker |
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Ignite the kill, |
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I wanted to puff and they taught me |
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One to one original feeling, watch me take the fondour |
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I'ma walk up to the sweet house, and start to rap on the door |
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I'ma get a box of phillys from out the sto', and come right back |
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Then I'ma roll a philly, fat as a finger and light that |
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Lemon lime hydro and regular pine, you know |
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I like that |
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Under of the influence of sticky, there's no need to fight back |
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Cause I love it when |
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I be lifted, all of my gears be done shifted |
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One deep in the rental car going off, because |
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I'm talented and gifted |
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Scooping up nothing but playas, and we're thinking the same |
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Nothing but flipping and sipping, and running a train on |
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Mary Jane |
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Love it mayn, rolling em and blowing em all day |
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Posted up at the |
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Red Booth |
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Inn, smelling good in the hallway |
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With a wet towel up under the do', but that ain't enough to stop the do-do |
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But like the |
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Po-Yo I'm about to rep the logo, smoke on in a tinted out fo' do' [Hook:] |
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Nothing but, swisher smoking tonight |
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Anything that you want from me, gotta wait till |
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I get high |
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I'm not capping but, only sticky green is on my mind |
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But if you wanna match your sweet, well |
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I think we can compromise [Z-Ro:] |
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I'ma huff and |
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I'm gon puff, cause |
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I done made it a habit |
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From point |
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A to point |
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B and even to point |
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C, I'm searching for some cabbage |
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Hold up look up in the sky, is it a bird is it a plane |
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Naw it's slim and brown, and smelling so lovely it's |
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Mary Jane |
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I'll admit it |
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I'ma fiend, for nothing but coedine and killer green |
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With a 24 hour lean, |
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I'm always smoking on the scene |
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Everybody wanna put me to the test, |
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I'm just trying to ease the tension and stress |
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Inhale but |
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I gotta let it go, congested in my chest |
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In an attempt to bust a lung, hydro ponics got me sprung |
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Going broke behind this woman, and willing to spend all my funds |
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I gotta get a fat sack for one double |
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O, but lifted that's fa sho though |
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And like the |
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Po-Yo I'm about to rep the logo, smoke on in a tinted out fo' do' [Hook] [Z-Ro:] |
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I'm lighter than |
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Al, trying to smoke myself into another dimension |
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Please light up that there, cause |
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I really need to calm my nerves |
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I be tripping |
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That's why |
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I gotta stay smoking, but to keeping my balance is really a challenge |
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And I'm violently choking, hit the coat drop 85 mo' when |
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I say fatter than a fat pack |
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Maybe that would be |
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R-A to the |
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N-K, everyday all day |
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Stimulating my mind, |
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Guerilla Maab one deep and |
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I'm one of a kind |
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You better not try to crush that love, better pass if you wanna live puff-puff give |
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On the cool |
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I'm stuck in my buzz, |
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I could poke on golds with red hair punk cause |
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I'm blowing kill |
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Even if I'm on paper for pulling a caper, |
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I gotta be blowing still |
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And you know it's real, burning kill |
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With a wet towel up under the do', but that there ain't enough to stop the do-do |
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And like the |
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Po-Yo I'm about to rep the logo, smoke on in a tinted out fo' do' [Hook] |
