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Aye, it's been a long day "Buddy, can you ease my mind?" what she told me Now I got her posted up in my domain And I'm lightin' up the fire with the propane In the background, listenin' to Cocaine Friends came through, then we hear the soul train Sub bass kickin' down the doorframe '93 baby, listenin' to the Old Daze, Hub City raised me Notice niggas don't change, do this on the daily Don't it sound crazy? Flyin' outta town, can you hear me now, baby? Be back in the wild, I've been goin' wild lately Then it's goin' down like one o'clock in the morn' Cell phone ring ring, so I pick up Homeboy talkin' 'bout a party we should hit up First we gotta clean the fit up, peep the getup Marijuana and the liquor make you hiccup East Coast, smokin' the la-la-la Niggas up north came here to vibe tonight Niggas down south know they wanna get high tonight B-U-double D, makin' sure that I roll this blunt tight Huh, now who got a light? Aye, do you got a light? Yo, who got a light? Man, I'm tryna light this blunt Aye, who got a light? Yo, do you got a light? Aye, who got a light Damn, I'm tryna light this blunt OG weed smoke, never no street roll We smoke the number one kush in a pre-roll THC on me, I be too gone You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong It's too strong Just another West Coast nigga on the come up Smokin' on kush, finna roll another blunt up You could still cut your head up and get wet up YG says shut up, get your bread up Back of the Lyft, baby packin' a spliff She keep talkin' that shit, but I'm not tryna hear it Headed out to the hills, got a bag full of thrills Other hand full of bills, yeah we do this for real All the homegirls makin' sure the hoes act right All the homeboys rollin' up kush in the back Come with me baby if you want that pipe But we finna hotbox, you might catch a contact tonight Baby, you should let me get inside your life I could take you to the crib and massage ya right Let me see your breasts, I won't chastise ya I could get you wet, baby let me baptize ya I'm a west side Hub City rider Rhymin', young nigga smokin' on ganja Grindin', gettin' to the money, no problem Dollars, that's the only thing in my pockets Huh, now who got a light? Aye, do you got a light? Yo, who got a light? Man, I'm tryna light this blunt Aye, who got a light? Yo, do you got a light? Aye, who got a light Damn, I'm tryna light this blunt OG weed smoke, never no street roll We smoke the number one kush in a pre-roll THC on me, I be too gone You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong It's too strong THC on me, I be too gone You ain't tryna hit my blunt, it's too strong Aye, aye, you got a lighter, dog? Oh my god, thank you so much, wow, finally The number one kush, the number one kush The number one kush, the number one kush The number one kush The number one kush
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