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[Chorus:] |
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[a sample in background from the Willie Hutch's song "Tell Me Why Has Our Love Turned Cold"] |
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I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I |
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I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I |
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I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I |
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I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I |
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[Verse 1 - Juicy J] |
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Call me the juice and you know Imma stunt |
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Ride in the car with some bump in the trunk |
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Tone in my lap and you know it's the pump |
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Breaking down the good weed rolling the blunt |
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Ghetto pimp tight girls say I'm the man |
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Ice on the wrist with the ice in the chains |
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Riding through the hood got me gripping the grain |
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And I'm sipping the same while I'm changing the lanes |
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Eyes real tight cause I'm choking the creep |
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Vision messed up cause I'm drinking the lean |
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Messing with D boys riding them big toys |
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Make your main gal wanna get on my team |
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She gotta give it up before she get in my car |
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I ain't Denzel but I know Imma star |
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Cause when I'm in the club I be back in the far in the VIP part everybody in the bar |
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[Verse 2 - DJ Paul] |
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DJ Paul is a dog, one you do not trust |
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You leave your green around me |
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Nigga your green gonna get lit up |
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You leave your drink around me |
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Believe your drink gonna get drunk up |
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You leave your girl around me |
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And she bet she gonna get stuffed |
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These niggas is spies we living it live keep them nice tires |
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Riding around what they like |
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Make a couple of nuns a couple of dimes |
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It's purple purp purple purp purple and swallow it down |
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with the yurple yip yurple yip yurples |
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It's going down! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3 - Young Buck] |
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Puff puff pass nigga roll that blunt |
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Let's get high nigga smoke us one |
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Car pull out the phantom |
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Niggas can't stand it but them hoes gon' come out |
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Just really wanna smoke my weed |
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Fuck these hoes and Stack My G's |
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Stop at the light and pause on 3 |
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Hit the mall and it be all on me |
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But gotta keep one eye out for the po-po |
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Close the window when I roll the indo |
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Know they mad cause I roll the benzo |
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It's that purple not pretendo |
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Three 6 Mafia and they my kin folks |
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So when I'm in Memphis, Ten-a-key |
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I just might not bring my own |
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Cause them niggas still let me smoke for free |
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[Verse 4 - Crunchy Black] |
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What's up Mary! How you doing? |
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Mary Jane stanky nigga |
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Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain) |
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You stole my heart (You stole my heart) |
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Right from the start (Right from the start) |
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So I broke you down lil mama put you in a gar (in a gar) |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 5 - 8Ball] |
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Front row full of that dro |
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Leave the club full of rolls 8 mo |
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Yo girlfriend wanna ride with me |
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In the car wit a pimp where she supposed ta be |
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You ain't met no dudes spitting cold as me |
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With a bag of kush that cost six-fifty |
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Have a nigga who smoke Reggie Miller |
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Coughing and choking constantly |
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Tastes like fruit when you hit it |
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Gotta have bread to get it |
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Smoke all night, sleep all day |
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That to me the American way |
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Roll that shit, light that shit, hit that shit, hold that shit, blow that shit out slow |
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Then pass it to me bro |
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[Verse 6 - MJG] |
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MJ gonna sprinkle in some of that super incredible |
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Have a nigga running back |
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Where the nigga really good sticky number at |
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Cutting through the cigarillo like a lumberjack |
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In the morning what I need is to breath again a whole lot of weed |
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But maybe somebody can give me what I need when I want no less than the best of the trees |
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DJ Paul and Juicy J, 8-ball and MJG, and Young Buck we don't give a fuck |
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We must represent this Tennessee |
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We drink a whole lot of Hennessey |
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Nigga got a little hair on his chest |
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And we be like Bill Clinton girl take it out ya mouth |
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We'll shoot it down right on yo chest |
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[Fade Out...] |
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I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I!! |
