[Verse 1: Juicy J]
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Hold up, mane. Hold up, mane. Juicy J from Taylor Gang
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Rollin' Phantom, rollin' dank. {Re-} cologne, I know it stank
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Light it up, and hold a drank. Hit the club, blowin' bank
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Say you is, but I know you ain't. Getting money? No you ain't
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Rollin' Cali green in a Zig-Zag paper
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Smokin' on the back porch, who the damn neighbors?
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Lookin' for a chick who just wanna have fun
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Let her hit the joint and put love on her tongue
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Inhale, exhale, go to jail, I'm postin' bail
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Blue Dream, I know it well. So much green, I'm growin' sails
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Ounces on ounces, my connect, he got the deal
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And he give me nothing but the illest, stoner's night for real
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
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She rollin' weed and she don't even smoke [x6]
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[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
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Young Wiz, people call me young wiz
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Roll up 20 Zig-Zags outta one zip
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Niggas smoke zags over blunts
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Bet a blunt smoker smell what's in my bag he gonna wanna hit
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Since a young nigga I was gettin' lit
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Ridin' in my black Bonneville bumpin' Three Six
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Servin' no seeds nigga no sticks
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Used to be the one rollin' weed for my whole clique
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Now I'm buyin' weed on some grown shit
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When I say grown I'm talkin' bout the man who grows it
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Lookin' at my ring, look like I froze it
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I'm smokin' good in here so everybody knows it
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
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[Verse 3: Juicy J]
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I'm ridin' with my top back, my bitch drunk, I'm smokin' weed
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I don't know if they fo' real, but she got double D's
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Hand me two cups, you've got a {double D's}
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I don't put it on if it ain't double G
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In the Rolls Royce chiefin' on the Trippy Stick
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I'm about to transform, take her home and give her dick
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Trippy trippy mane, I'm a specialist
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If I let you hit the vape, then you a special chick
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Kief in the joint, I've been savin' up
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I'm about to buy a jet, I've been savin' up
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All the money I've been touchin', I'm gettin' paper cuts
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Ever since I put the blunts down I've been papered up
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[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
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Stoner's Night 2
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Juicy J |