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Correct B.Y.O.Weed Lyrics
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[Intro] Man this shit is whack as fuck Yall niggas is always running off at the mouth Talkin bout "I got trees, I got purps" I'm calling niggas, ain't nobody got it [Hook x2] Can someone please come through with the Mary Jane We been looking, we been searching And ain't no one got the dank We been calling up every nigga thats programmed into my pager Will someone, anyone Someone come through with the Mary Jane Mary Jane [Verse 1: Chuuwee] It's seven o'clock in the morning And feeling like my brain is gone explode! Pissed off, pissing on everything fuck aiming for the commode Any other time I'm holding niggas saying they got the dro When I'm low and need to cop some mo' niggas ain't got no phone Hit my asian partna drop it off, he'd get the sixty bones No response, I hit my homie, he say he was out in Long Beach I haven't a doce of my medicine all week All I want to do is get is high and climbing them tall trees Bust a couple raps and get fly, linger with bad divas Twist another up in they drive way and get mad weeded I hit my facebook, asking who got the flavors Seven likes and four comments, but ain't no one got the vapors What a caper or predicament, how did I get into this My brodee said that this party was off the hook They should be lit in this, we get to this Mother fucker, ready to do some kicking it And just my luck it seems like everyone keep on mentioning [Hook] [Verse 2: Dutch Rebelle] Try not to loose my temper when I enter into waiting Connects ain't any closer ain't no for debating He always got the potent plus he proper with the flips They claim they pushing pillows but they barely packing zips Now look at who I'm with, a group of herb therapist Itch for a spliff need a nugget t-to carry this Yeah you hearing this, barely keep my eyes straight I live crooked cause these birds can't fly straight So you know, I'm prolly gone tote it if it's toxic On ya top lip, on the hush like a stock tip Tell em cop ships and a couple H-2-O's Granddaddy purp, tight skirt, class duo Tell who you know, cripple cowards tryna go for hours Kinda aggy waiting for a hours for a half a sour I devour MC's in the mean time Spitting red lights to these clowns till it's green time [Hook]
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