feat. 64 Chris
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I prolly be high in about 10 minutes so listen
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Niggas see shit getting big so now they beginning to stress
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I got my eye one in the head
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Every day I wake, I run in the bread
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I could give a fuck what none of them said
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Suck my dick they bitch ass need to find a hustle instead
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[Hood]
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My bitch roll my weed up, my bitch is like 3 somes
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I'm too god damn fly for y'all, what you think I rock these wings for?
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We g'd up like red and green, always strapped, never scared to squeeze
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Live house motherfucking weed burners
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All they smelled was kush after we left the scene
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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In the bluest skies, please don't shoot us down
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Any hoe who ain't let me fuck in the past
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I bet she will do it now
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Stupid loud, it's hard to see us through the clouds
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And they can't turn around, if it ain't a group of 2 cute groupies now
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Game tight, I could persuade a bitch that the sky blue, aruma now
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And they loose they mind when it's over
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Cause real shit bitches can't do without
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Playalistic, stupid south, swaggerific bitch I shine no matter who around
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All I need is my crew around, live house, 64,this love paper ain't shit
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Cause we about to get more
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The only reason they hate is cause they really don't get dough
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And I can't go nowhere without my motherfucking pistol
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Cause I'm not just anybody, I'm that nigga bitch
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And you would never meet a young nigga as real as chris
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This a experience, hex mode, I rock that burberry shit like it's some polo
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These sucker nigga bitches still fucking the crew
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The only thing new is they favorite excuses
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Screaming yolo, fuck the popo
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Cause we commit crimes, I don't care how you get yours
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Don't worry bout how I get mine
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Fuck the whole world, except my own girl
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For like the 5th or the 6th
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And if your bitch say we used to fuck around and I hit
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But she never suck dick, dumb ass nigga, that bitch lying!
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[Hood]
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My bitch roll my weed up, my bitch is like 3 somes
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I'm too god damn fly for y'all, what you think I rock these wings for?
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I'm too god damn fly for y'all, what you think I rock these wings for?
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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Nigga I'm super high, nigga I'm super high
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I say I'm good as long as my weed good
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Damn right I'm on my high horse
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I know I'm just a die for
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Them niggas know they ain't really fucking with me
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Every time I leave the house I'm just a sight to see
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And bitch I be that nigga, when it come to money and bitches
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I'm pretty sure you know I got plenty
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And all the bad bitches already know we live
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And we don't take a lot of energy to get it
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And if she came fucking nothing, I'ma send her bout her bizness, oho
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She's fine, last thang you wanna do is blow my high
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9 times out of 10 I got money on my mind
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Tryina stack them god damn hundreds baby, I ain't got no time
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[Hook]
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Baby this might be the perfect joint
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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Baby this might be the perfect joint
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I say I'm good as long as my weed good
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Baby this might be the perfect joint
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High as fuck in a perfect world
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And if she do it all and got long hair
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In my book she the perfect girl
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And since them broke niggas shitted on the
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Baby girl got them most love for me
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Cause I cut a check every now and then
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Even though I fuck for free and being shown don't really mean nothing
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Cause I like how I just can't love em
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And if she is in a real relationship,
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Most likely the nigga sucker
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Getting high, we can never get enough of
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What for, we just live it
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We don't fuck around with the tard drugs
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We just roll up and get trippy
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Put her up on that g pin, dabbing all on the go
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Experimenting with different hashes, that sure to have her on the floor
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Like fuck stress, fuck worries, we zoned out lost in paradise
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Matter fact when we finished with this billion purp
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Let's smoke again some barry white, real talk
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Hah, but shit, telling me this, telling me that
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Since she smoke with me, she don't wanna go back
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I got a lesson that I like to teach
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And here it is baby, don't waste my weed
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But you remember how barry would have said it, though
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He would have said it with a deep fly voice
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You wanna sing it how barry said this shit
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I'm good as long as my weed good
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I'm good as long as my weed good.
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Super High / Perfect Joint
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| Ice Berg |
