Lyrics:
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',
up, me, I'm worth eleven plugs
I can stop rappin', ain't I already said enough?
The whole motherfuckin' game owe me, time to settle up
If I move
gonna-be(s), want to-be(s), when will you learn
Want to be like Cool J., you gotta wait your turn
Some suckers don't like me, but I'm not concerned
Six-g (s)
that's a combo
Keep my green on the side like it was cilantro
Comin' with the honchos, that's in a stock Rolls
And everythang up out they mouth is like
Children grow and women producing
Men go working
Some go stealing
Everyone's got to make a living
L O X
J. Lo
We off the block this year
Haha, you dumbass
Yeah, Juicy J AKA Da Juice up in this bitch and I'm out
Yeah, this Lil' Fly up in this motherfucker
Straight from funky town, ho
sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we do em' all by the week
Taz' angels just wanna chill, jewelers
up in the clouds
Oh, don't gotta ask me if I burn enough cause' we don't run out
Blow it by the "o", even my fans smoke it
Cause' they throw it at my
Don't play me close, I'll have this mic up in your rear section
My shit is lovely simply meaning that my joint is tight
Amping up the mic making sure
Roll up some sour, let me kiss on a fountain
Mission accomplished, you increasing your heart rate
And I won’t ever rescue me the peak of your mountain
(yo)i write rhymes that make niggas throw they sets up
Couldn't hold my style if you had a pair of handcuffs
In all disrespect
I'll snatch you by your
him up, I hope he got his towel on,
I aim at the moon, and get my howl on.
Some niggas cry wolf, I'm on that dry kush,
And when it comes to that
drivin' the Range
And wait for me to finish performing backstage
Never have a nigga yawning
When they keep up with the shorty
Weed pumping as strong
and Sheisty got matchin' watches
He a rat, I'll draw some cheese, try to eat, put his ass to sleep
No Draco, big .223, roll up and smoke his ass like weed
My
You're out of body, you're in control
Start up my ride, roll up that weed
You don't smoke so hand me a light
I don't drink and drive but I watch you takin'
always been
Smokin
I'll by a half a pound today
Next week I'm
Probably reloading
I roll up all these fuckin j's
On god I always be floatin
deserve
He put you through some wild shit, that ain't me
You know what I'm about, you get just what you see
Ain't got no time for discussion, tryna get
And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie
Yo, you gotta be high to believe that
You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
Cos
Woke up this morning
On flee
Bank account
Deep
Diamonds dance like sea
Roll over to double dees
Go call some of my friends
Tell em bring all the weed
The minute I wake up I gotta get high
The homies we found us a way to get by
Let's call us some bitches and have a good time
A lot of bottles
weed
Now the little baby's crazed raised off Hennessy
Tell me, will my enemies flee when they see me?
Believe me, even thugs gotta learn to take it
Give my people a slice
Look me in my face
Dollar signs in my eyes
Bottom line
By any means believe imma get mine
Money Women Weed
Money Women and Weed
gon' roll up in the club with, then report that next week (uh)
Just wanna see who I am or
Sniffing some coke
I know by the time I finish this line
To-to-today, I'm married and my wife don't play
If you want me to treat you, ugly bitch, you gotta pay
Now when I pull up at the club, I'm lookin so clean
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