Lyrics:
joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
joint
Used to scoop her from the eastside
Know she a queen she raised by the Beyhive
Raised by Latifah know she smoke a three-five
Roll the windows down
change
Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad
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Sometimes I feel I've got a couple people I can't shame
Still rolling weed in a pair of J's
Gettin' ashes all over my favorite jeans
I ain't mad
J'suis dans 021 by night
La vie c'est pas mal, soirée banale
Toujours cracher des rimes de bâtard
On s'affale et quand ya les condés, on s'affole
You can tell by the way I walk, the way I flow from around here
Nigga Midwest where the weed ain't the best but we came up
Now we get flew from
Money’s all i need
Hoes and some weed
Brand new j’s on my feet i cant crease
My dawg hit my line told him meet him at the p’s
He aint never get
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
Hit me up
Be like hey wassup now
I say nothin much
Do you wanna hang out
Grab my weed and we roll a couple j’s
Yeah we smokin through the day now
huh 4800 though
Cali street weed I don't do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing four quarters
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
T-G-O-D by
getting sucked like a thumb
Boy I'm in a daze, tangerine haze
I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J
Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon
dope boys (Dope boys)
Baptized by the dope boys, ordained by the assholes
My salvation is the cash flow
Whoa, oh
I'm walking on air
I'm talking big
'suis mystérieux
By myself, j'ai pas besoin d'eux
No hook j'ai des bars de feu
No look j'rentre le trois pi yer creux
T'es shook, là t'es malheureux
Always good
that well, some of you know
You see him with me a lot, he's like a brother
Violent J's in this motherfucker
(I like that kid Violent J)
Hey Moe!
the store
Freezin', it's twenty below
Blowin' this weed by the O
We just 'bout to leave and then, yo
I think I just seen me that fiend that Gene and my
weed, funk, ya don't need
Approachin' hoochies with a passion, been a long day
But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way
Your body is bangin',
can't touch it g
See me don't speak ain't nothin g
I'm in my zone nigga don't fuck with me AYE
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All
thoughts I can live without
Strange thoughts
In my head
Strange thots
Giving head
Weed em out
Never needed help
Look at what I did
Bitch I got it by myself
pour poured is like when Mary J. sang
Every day it rains, so every day the pain
But ignored them, and showed em the rents was to blame
For life is
dose, t'es comme un moustique
T'as pas vu mon potentiel ça te prends du Lazik
J'fume le smart weed high up dans ma spire
En pleine crise d'ergotisme
Le
of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles
Fawcett
I'm just tryna make better music
Get this money, share the profits
Now this class getting led by students
Smoke some weed, get head while I do
I connected myself to weed again
So you know what happened, ain't no sleep again
I wrote my path for destruction
For some of you cats, you keep
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