Lyrics:
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
pumped up, love?
I'm tryna figure what's love to me
I done seen some toxic love, but I done seen some lovely things
I seen weddings in Bahamas, I seen
whips by ourselves, now
Roll up that, and inhale, light up the *cough* and inhale, yea
Rare Nike in the mail, now
Carlos Rossi on chill, now
Niggas be
ice finger roll hand glow while she claim fame on it
I peeped the steeze then I crushed her with ease
Just for interruptin' me while I was rollin' my
Yo can you relate
My dealer's running late I had to innovate
I grab a couple killaz then i roll a killer J
Samantha tipped me bout the buisness going
Trouble done sewed up the tracks
Bitches not playing like they win or get smacked
By some young niggas that's down to break a bitch
The Nickel Nut
a Miller I guess that we doing some "Swimming"
Now that I caught your attention I guess we be getting right down to the business
Motivated by the numbers but
damn trippy, in my mind I go blank
The top 10 get high rappers #1 is my rank
You say no to drugs, Juicy J can't
Today I'm drinkin' white, tomorrow brown
fine
Relax
Roll up
Pass it to me yeah
Relax
Roll up
Throw in some G's yeah
Relax
Smoke up
Higher than eagle
Relax
Roll up
Pass it to me yeah
Relax
Roll
Back in the dayz, You used too rock J's and tight braids
hanging at the mall when we parlay
The arcade where we hung at
Roll the weed up, catch
got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon
And I roll the best weed cause I got it going on
Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams
See these
off and you get whacked
But show love and I'll show some love back
So much fucking stress I'm finna roll my weed
Shawty she so bad up in that Tiffany
once a day i tell myself I'm gonna win
Yeah it's on now x2
They wanna curb u and put u onda wing
Nigger try run up on me wen I got my ting
Put me Inda
three more
I started flexin' as a youngin' I was gettin' money
I was selling weed, all the bitches love me
Trouble with the law, started gettin' ugly
Chasing cream
Get money by any means
Some much green
Is this a dream
Smoke a whole pound
Roll that bag into a blunt
All these women like me
Got the juice
From yo baby moms
Nigga mad, now he wanna do a pimp bodily harm
Project want?, double barrel in your face
I’m on some rubber band business, Juicy J
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
Cold shit, I'm blowin' cash, I tuck back in '06
No limit like P and them, the cars rap about
Me and Wiz really be in them, it's gang shit
Good weed
this motherfucker?
[people on the left.](x4)
{Juicy J}
you know the time is tickin short, now I'm reachin for the vault
grab them
of weed, I said a lot of rhymes
Always fucked up in niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
but ain't nuttin like pimpin
though I'm small
I give it to ya 300p's at eight feet tall
Light up the blunt pass it to me
No stems or weeds
I'll take your blunt and smoke it in your
Hey, yo whassup?
My name is Dre
Can I blaze some chronic witchu?
Nigga what? FO' SHO'!
Roll that shit up!
Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into
too ADHD
Just watch HD meters then repeat em
Turn the speed up for some freedom
Hit these pads for some sweet drums
Grow these beats I got a green thumb
bill on weed
With a bad bitch I love it how she dance on me
She say I love you dedicated put your hands on me
Fuck around and i'ma make her spend some
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