Lyrics:
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He got me joint custody and legal separation
So I'm so happy that I can't stop crying
I'm laughing through my tears, I'm laughing through my
still don't give a fuck
I'm zonin' off of one joint, stoppin' a limo
Hopped in the window, shoppin' a demo at gunpoint
A lyricist without a clue,
flavor's similar to a waiter
'Cause I serve any stranger with money
I spray a hundred, men until they joint chains
While slippin' bullets at point
Where your bank stop, I deposit all the one drops (ha)
Think not, excuse me, but uh, I like to flow
'Cause this joint knocks harder then Indica and
I
putty
When we over joints like this we never cruddy
Extra P hooked the beat, and kids it feels lovely
Check it out, cause my conception is immaculate
my 'Lo hat, beat joint is mad fat
Got the cutter of the box if a kid think he's ox
For tier means creator, the poetry relator
It's hemmed like Betsy
joint to
You know what I'm sayin'?
Hell yeah, you know what I'm talkin' about?
I like that ol' gangsta shit
'Cause you know it's a lot of niggas out
I want the chronic
I gots to get fucked up
Make my bud the chronic
Before I take it home
Damn, my last joint
Don't fuck with me, fool (pass
backstreets together
Endless juke joints and Valentino drag
Where famous dancers scraped the tears up off the street, dressed down in rags
Running into
money, that's it, yeah money, that's it
This is Little Russ in the house
Rock that shit homey, rock that shit!
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
With a joint
as the lace of her wedding gown
But I left her standing before love came to town
I ran into a juke joint when I heard a guitar scream
The notes were
win
I spend Japan Yen, attend major events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin'
J-A-Y hyphen, controllin', manipulatin'
I got
I rolled you a joint
You's a flea and I'm the big Dogg
I'll scratch you off my balls with my motherfuckin' paws
Y'alls niggas better recognize
don't wanna be late,
Pick her up in my eighty-eight
Shag on down by the social hall
When the joint startss jumpin,
I'll have a ball.
Well almost
feet
You can rock this joint
But oh mama, ain't you gonna miss your best friend now?
You're gonna have to find yourself
Another best friend, somehow
my first joint and got really buzzed
That's what a mack's made of
But when I got my first piece of pussy I fell in love
Hard as a rock the long
overtook me down in Juarez Mexico.
Laid in the hot joint takin' the pill
In walked a sheriff from Jericho Hill
He said Willy Lee your name is not Jack
times roll
Hey Mr. Landlord, lock all the doors
When the police come around
Just tell 'em that the joint is closed
And let the good times roll, let
here?
I don't think you do, so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo
'Cause here we go, he's (Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga)
And I'm
You're gonna cheer when you hear this band
There's never been a better crew
And when you hear the drummer
Lawdy, how the joint'll hum
A cuttin' capers just
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to wail
The joint was jumpin' and the band began to swing
You
They said the joint was rockin'
Goin' 'round and 'round
Oh baby
With that crazy sound
And it never stopped rockin'
Til the moon went down
You
grain covered plains of Minnesota
From cabaret and camp meeting, and bayou and beer joint and good times and ghettos
I was born in a house of New
on the couplin' joints
A song for the ramblers' ears
The hobo talked to the still, white form
His pal for many a year;
For a mighty long time we've rambled,
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