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Correct Outside My Mind / 4 Lyrics
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Correct Outside My Mind / 4
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We're on the back of the Cypress Hill ganja bus And we're just gonna do it up like this, we're smokin' some OG Oh this some OG right here? Yeah this my favorite strain. Love me some OG I was gonna ask you that, you know, That was one of the list of questions 'cause I know you're a heavy smoker, I mean, you know, all your mixtapes are uh smoke influenced. You know, obviously you're a connoisseur What is your favorite strain? You know, like, okay, so we know it's OG. That's my favorite strain too. But let's say, aside from OG, what are the other strains? Aside from OG Too much on my mind I got way too much on my mind Too much on my mind I got way too much on my mind Too much on my mind I got way too much on my mind Too much on my mind My bitch mad at me, said I'm too much on my grind You a hypebeast nigga, you stuck on the line It's bacon outside, I don't fuck with the swine Fam I'd be fucked if I signed Most of my guys lookin' for out I'm puffin' on ounce, this indie life is what I'm about Without any doubt, 60 Lights, I finished with drought The business route, yeah I figured it out The bigger the cloud, bigger my house Shit wavy like Bigga was out You a hoe, nigga, live in a pout I'm a resident, I live in her mouth Backwood rollin' OG and it's stout Most of the nicest deuce you down south I'm just a east coast nigga holdin' my crown West coast vibe out Fuck up their mind now Maybe I smoke too much Maybe I smoke too much Vote for Bernie Trees burn like forest fires and stale vaginas You niggas miners, your lineup is weak Couple grand if you tryna cop the feet I'm on the bud, it's still Marley and me Red fox and Harlem nights, a nigga hardly can see On my punk smooth shit, blastin' '90s R&B Stoned like let me be 40 dollar Hennessy Nerd nigga get his cuts from Lemontree My MCE still got 10 for me Free my nigga Retchy P Black'll be home the summer of '17 Hold your hat 'cause we gon' get this cream Fume on naps like several dreams Until then I'm on this raw Catch me backdoor, community 54 Every day's 4/20, right? Harlem's finest, the one and only Smoke DZA, aka Smoke Dogg You understand me? In the buildin' Oh yeah, we'll holla at you in a minute Don't touch the dizzle, my nigga, we'll be back in two minutes Two of my favorite joints right here Roll another one for the hell of it Steady beefin' with my bitches So hard just to find a good therapist I know, happy wife, happy life But you know how much hell I get? But back to the raps cause the subject matter is irrelevant Really Separate the porpoise from the princes, that's the principle Barkin' on my lil' man, he actin' like an imbecile Took the P4 and the Kindle too Petty dad, type to poke a knife in the intertube Make his life miserable, shorty what you livin' through? I ain't perfect, but what person is? Stank is greener on the other side 'til you find out what the surface is What your purpose is? I'm swimmin' all in the pocket, I'm 'bout to surf in it Stoner, slash never sober Slash big chief blower, slash ain't no nigga colder Notepads for these trash ass niggas, it's over Kushed God back and glowed up So don do say, I'm off the D'usse I could do this every Tuesday Fuck it, it's every Tuesday Drop bombs like Baghdad, you play Kushed God fly low I'm just tryna get high though Right
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