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Cali Dro

by Birdman

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So light it up and pass the thang to me I'm fresh off parole I could smoke a whole p Can smell it in my clothes you can smell it in my seats That's how a nigga rolls I was raised in them streets I'm rollin up a sweet I'm fillin' it with keef I'm too high to talk bitch keep it real brief If it ain't about money you don't even gotta speak I smoke it in a paper, Weezy smoke it in a leaf And nigga I'm a stunna, I got runnas And we keep them shotguns like huntas We smoke thunda, it put me under I'm talkin' about straight purple kush that thundas See I be fuckin' with them trees cause I'm straight out tha jungle Keep 'bout five pounds and we ain't even tryin' to hustle Y'all already know how that go Yesir look her Me? I come Hollygrove U.S.A biatch Long ass flight man I get my kush from California Get my dro from Arizona I can get it cross the boarda I got a rida name Winona, ha! And I be calmer than a somma Inside of the phantom And it's lookin' like a sauna And I stay high and I still got my diploma And I still keep the Maggie on me like Homer And I'm too sick man I'm spittin' out a coma And I'm still lettin' the money pile like goma And I smoke that kill, y'all blowin' on begonias And I keep a field of that grass like a farmer And I keep that armor, try me and I'll spin you around I'll be with the stars and I ain't talkin' tinsel town That's right the prince in town, bitch tear the fences down Like prince in town Boy I shits a pound of that purple rain on the Marvin's day You wit me now? Too high you can't set me down We got that A-K-forty seven White right on champagne And named it orange purple kush That million dollar top brand I got that white ivory ice tee Docters, requestin' dope weed Blazin' up so much bomb I gotta baggage on my fly See see we just smokin' we just smokin', We just tryin' to fire up If you got the bomb bomb nigga come and light it up Yeah blaze up ain't nothin' like Ridin' by, drivin' high Me and all the hommies smokin' Dumpin' if you chokin' smokin' Smoke slow when they hit you Caught you might pass out Look over at the bitches Snatch a blunt up out a mouth bitch Switch it to another scene That has you smokin' endo green Some homies be on that lean Mix it with that endo' weed Because we fucked up we fucked up Yeah nigga we fucked up I like to smoke and drink With that nympho plated thing Because we fucked up we fucked up Yeah nigga we fucked up

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