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I some weed, man
Somebody call the man
I'm get high

[Young
Woke up at the Ritz-Carlton's, sun in my face
on my jeans, gun still on my waist
And I ain't shit in my cup, that's such a waste
You know I'm sipping on that straight that "oh, what a a taste!"
Tip the 100, I love to stunt
Pulled up in mean machine, leave it up front
This passed out beside me, I barely know her
But you can imagine the shit I'm 'bout to show her
Snow way, them streets too cold, them bitches
Expectations out of world, I'm thinking solar
That's why I do it for Kalamazoo
And NOLA, cause that's what happens
you learn to mix it with that soda

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I need some now
Somebody call the man
I'm get high

Dogg]
I up just to bake up, get my cake up and rise up
Motivating that I'm liver than most
I boast and bang, some pain in that thing
Put some purple rain on your brain, the flame
my fame, get you new pictures
Just to put in your
We in the hood blowing kush with The
Foot in the cane, walking just like I'm an Indian
With no beef, brief, with a wreath
You may it's a leaf!
the residue stuck deep down in your teeth
When you smoking with the dogg, shit, you not eat!
ok, cause we lay, in the cut, on the hill, on the dip
With a fit on Crip, trip

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I need weed now
Somebody the weed man
I'm tryna get

[Devin The
The coffee that I had, it was to the last drop
But now I'm fresh out and you know it don't
So please man, call the weed man
I'd call mine, but he's been low on herb
I'm fiending, daydreaming of the times I had
mota, many different kinds in the bag
I fell hard for the funk, I can't the love
I smoke dro, good Reggie, smoke to nugs
If weed, then I'm with it
You got a paper? twist it? Got a bowl? Fill it?
Got a
Let me it down the gut
But shit for Cause ain't no green on the scene
Man, the f-ck?

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I need weed now
Somebody call the man
I'm get high