Key: Bb minor•
Intro 1
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Adim
Verse 1
and I might just chill
But I'm the type
that likes to light another joint like Cypress Hill
I steal doobies, spit loogies when I puff on it
I got some bucks on it
Nevertheless I'm hella fresh
Rolling joints like a cigarette
So pass it cross the table like ping-pong
Adim
I'm gone, beating my chest like King Kong
And when it comes to get another stogie
Fools all kick in like Shinobi
Nummy ain't my homie to begin with
Unless you pull out the phat crispy
5 dollar bill on the real before its history
Cause fools be having them vacuum lungs
An if you let em hit it for free
Verse 2
with the Taylor on my earlobe
Avoiding all the dick-teasers
Skeezers and weirdos
That be fuckin' off the land like
"Where tha bomb at?"
Give me 2 bucks,
The serious bomb
will make a nigga go delirious
like Eddie Murphy
I got more Growing Pains than Maggie
Cause niggas nag me
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Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got 5 on it
Verse 3
whenever I can, don't need no crutch
I'm so keyed up
till the joint be burnin' my hand
Next time I roll it in a hampa
To burn slow, so the ashes
but they know they got to pitch in
Then I roll a joint
that's longer than your extension (Hahahaha)
'Cause I'll be damned
if you get high off me for free
Hell, no!
Adim
You better bring your own spliff, chief
better pass the joint
Stop hittin' 'cause you know you got asthma
Crack a 40 open, homie, and guzzle it
is gettin' lonely
I know I failed
'cause I done smoked major weed, bro
And every time we with Chris,
that fool rollin' up a fatty
Chorus 2
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got 5 on it
Verse 4
stop at the light, mane
My yester-night thang
got me hung off the night train
You fade, I fade, so let's head to the East
Hit the stroll to 9-0,
but I'm low-budget
Still rollin' a two-door Cutlass,
same old bucket
Foggy windows, soggy Indo
I'm in the 'land gettin' smoked
Up in the O-A-K, the Town,
homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
Then ease up, speed up through the E-S-O
And everybody's rolled up, I'm the roller
That's quick to fold a blunt
out of a bunch of sticky doja (Wouh)
Hold up, suck up my weed is all you do,
kick in feed
Adim
'Cause where I be, we needs half like Umfufu
Chorus 3
Grab your 40, let's get keyed
I got 5 on it
It's got me stuck and I'm tore back
I got 5 on it
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