Lyrics:
marijuana you know I got it if you want it
You see me standin' on the corner, slangin' that crack
You know how it is to be the man in the trap
[Chorus]
loco
Baby, baby
Make me mambo
went downtown lookin' for a donkey show
Burst out to ride the burro
I used to make my living by selling marijuana
Hey
marijuana you know I got it if you want it
You see me standin' on the corner, slangin' that crack
You know how it is to be the man in the trap
[Chorus]
Summer breeze I'm riding with the windows down
Marijuana make the music get real loud
Feeling good, I'm feeling great it's been a while
Broken heart
look at me
(Schools for fools look at me)
Just a boy filled with so much glee, look at him he's so free (am I?)
But all I see was a child locked down by
that come with
the weak, the wack, the words, they're poor
I thrash bash clash mash and ten more
Blow up the scenery, I reign supremer, see
You need
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
regel nummer åtta nummer nio nummer tio
Vi föddes med problem mycket mer än nittionio
Chase
Mannen I'm a rider blåser marijuana
Baby right beside ya har
She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
show alert the frame. Bash all flags where the mag spin park. Corroded by the volts that jolt the cold vein. Boogie down kits to slip past the guard. Def
on this mic like a llama
And it get hot like a sauna
Smokin’ that good marijuana
Steadily chasing them commas
Cutting you off if you drama
Ordering jars by
said baby slow and keep your head high yeh yeh
Right now I am all alone
In this crazy world and I'm far from home
Keeping only memories deep inside
Cos I
Ever since I was a jit
Drippin with the sauce
Bad baby witha bib
Thoroughbred
So you know Iss what it ain’t and what it is
School of Hard Knocks
Honey
How she put it on me
Show me new ways to love me
She left herself on my jeans
Do you wanna
Tijuana
Me, you, sex with the marijuana
I could
want to try
So shorty what you smoking on?
Marijuana's what I'm choking on
I don't care if you call me crazy
But street niggas getting mullah baby
shots, 4 blunts, 5g
She wants her body on me yeah
And I don’t tell her much I say:
Live your life my baby
I’ll be by your side they’ll say I sound crazy
she trippin' shawty wanna have my baby
Get a 100 pieces, at least an 80
Been movin' different lately
Boolin' by the palm trees where its shade
I ain't
marijuana
How do I got enemies, I stay out of drama
It only hurts cause you ain't around me anymore and I,
You took my life, yea catching me by surprise
oh, oh oh oh
Yay, ay ay ay, yay ay ay ay ay
Woman no baby, gimme ah smile and take away yuh frown
No if, no but, no maybe, love you and you alone
on me like a young O.G, I'm a classic man
Your needs get met by the street, elegant old-fashioned man
Yeah, baby, I'm a classic man
I burn through
Wake up early morning
I got money on mind
I'm blind by my sight cos I only see Mandela signs
I
I might bite
Still a dog so do not cross the line
Wait I think I've lost my way
I can feel it invade my veins
Bash my head till it goes away
Think today
I'll blow out my brains
Decaying all my goods
Smoke marijuana, watch cost a Honda and the crib got remarkable views
Eating downtown, look like it's China, I be making these real nigga moves
Uh
Dimensions I feel so suspended
The cost for the gold was my soul
So I spent it
I fell in love with marijuana at great age
No peer pressure
I
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