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I'm in the land.. |
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L.A. -- land of the sticky |
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Sup? What ch'all niggaz know bout that purple weed nigga? |
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Show y'all niggaz some shit |
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It's that sticky, that bud |
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Indo, hydro |
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Open up the window, |
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I'm bout to blow! |
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That fire shit |
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Nigga what ch'all, what ch'all got what ch'all got to roll em up? |
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Packwoods? |
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Garcia Vegas? |
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Straight chocolate |
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Phillies? |
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Nigga straight, ?, the |
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Dutches and the |
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Black n Milds? |
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Y'all niggaz don't know nuttin about them |
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Corolas Ha yeah, |
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J.O.B., one point five [Mystikal] |
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Break it up, chop it up, cut it up, tuck the end |
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Take the Phillie out and roll it up! |
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Light it, hit it, hold it, pass |
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Puff puff blow it up! |
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See some of y'all niggaz be talkin about blowin but can't handle the doja |
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Gettin sleepy n shit, quittin all early |
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Bitch you ain't no smoker! |
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Y'all must think used to hittin that dirt the sticks with the brown buds |
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Me, I ain't got shit else to do |
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Nigga I'm bout to get |
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****ED UP! |
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Two cases of green, optimal burned away |
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A.M. done turned to |
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P.M. and nighttime done turned back to day |
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I'm, still smo-kin |
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Feelin sporty in my hotel - spent the whole day gettin |
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LOA-DED! It's nothin but smoke til there's nothin to smoke |
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It's nothin but sticky and nothin but doja |
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Disconnect the smoke detector and put a wet towel up under the door! |
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Nobody else probably more dope for me, |
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I got the whole tree |
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Leftovers for me, whoo this bitch off the |
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HEE! Button up cause suck em up is a pet peeve |
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First don't put my light in your pocket |
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Second don't wet my god damn weed!! |
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That's just two, before |
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I could get to three and four five and six, |
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I heard a |
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DUM DUM DU |
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M DUM at the do' |
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Evidence all over, |
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I've been doin somethin serious |
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Gotta hide this shit, cause |
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I know that's hotel security |
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I played it off, |
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I said, "Come back later I ain't got on no clothes" |
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He said, "Sorry sir, I don't mean to disturb ya, but I smell smoke!" |
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**** it just went to jail for that shit |
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I ain't goin back |
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I done ate an ounce and |
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I'ma flush the rest |
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Cause I ain't goin out like that! |
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Sprayin cologne and cuttin on the shower |
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Tryin to clear it up |
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Worried like a dog but |
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I gotta open the door |
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Fukkit here go nuthin! |
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The do' swung open and some young nigga talkin bout, "What's happenin?" |
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He said, "I know you got that fire, sell your boy a sack!" |
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Ain't that a bitch! |
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Boy you betta get your bitch ass up outta here |
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Nigga I'd think you the mother****in police |
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I done threw all my mother****in weed away ****in with you old bitch ass nigga |
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Nigga, get your mother****in hoe ass up outta here |
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Bitch before |
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I stomp your bitch ass |
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The ****! |
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Boy this nigga done blew my mother****in high |
