Man...*coughing* Damn this the far that motha' fucken tree i be smokin' that
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shit fucken my mind up but i dont care man i gots to get high so high sometimes
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i wake up in the mornin' and i smoke to my mutha' fucken self guess what i seen
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last night? STARS!! i seen stars man im starten to smell like residue my mutha'
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fucken self i guess i really am a mutha' fucken weed fiend!
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All early in the mornin' and i wanna smoke a sack all ready to pinch my
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burga' but he never called me back im fiening for some green i just smoked up
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all my tails im ridin' wit' the pistol i aint' never had no else a silly mutha'
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fucka'and the was who get high every time you pass me bye you see a cloud in
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the sky i scooped up some boobies in my days for some smoke then i dropped
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thier ass off after i smoked up all their dope my name is the screenge i aint
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never smoked the seeds i did when i was young but now im old nutin but weed
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some green or some head or some bouton bundie troup and you can call it
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dilliback cause you goun want some mo' i walk up in your house and im smellin'
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just like pine the bitch lookin' at me like she wanna smoke my dime but she
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cant smoke with me bitch not foe free dont pull up on my blut bitch that aint
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my cup-a-tea i was raised by my homies so im smokin by my ownie so you aint
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smokin shit so you can quit actin fonie my habit is to big for a mutha fucken
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check i'd ratha smoke a blunt we smoke weed all day, weed all day
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Weed all day *smoke it* weed till you turn grey *smoke it* weed up in the
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mornin *we smoke* weed up in you yournin' *smoke weed* (x2)
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Thats fucked up i cant smoke weed no mo' parolle officer said my piss but i
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got a remedy to that a 3 day high COCAINE!!
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I'm a pistol shootin' gang tootin' blood or catch a train bitches blood on my
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nose and always know's who's goin' through a thang' i be keepin tru' and i
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still can't sleep my nostrols smellin' "O" and i don't know why my mouth's so
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dry i need a stick of gum sniffling,sneezing,coughing,acheing,stuffy,head,fever
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hit yo' self some blow and smoke some dro' and you'll be a beliva' rollin' in
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my truck my eye's dont know what but im skatin' through yo' town got my nigga
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with me holdin' a scizzy breakin that shit down its the hardest high that you
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can try but it keeps you up for days and if you do smoke grass and do that hash
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you'll fill up yo' ash tray and i smoke so much i'm hotta because i love
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cocains aroma and im always trippin sippin' syrup with blackend dance's soma so
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pass the plate and i'll be strait untill we meet again for those who hate what
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i create just scale up what they sayin' or ricky rippa hoes a trip all stuck in
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scandelus ways we could cup up all the money and mant a toep for strays or make
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a song about they soulja's blowin in a maze schoolin nigga's under me cause
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that how i was raised my heaven is so scandelus don't fuck with lines in daize
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i used to fuck with quarter bags but know i blow all day!
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Do it...Cain all day *do it* cain we love our maid *do it* cain up in the
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mornin *do it* cain on what is yournin'
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We take Cain all day *do it* cain we love our maid *do it* cain up in the
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mornin *do it* cain on what is yournin'
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Weed Song
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