Yes
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You know I had to make a weed song for the album, bitch
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This Smoke-A-Lot on mine, ya dig
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I stay puffin lah, ya dig
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What
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What what
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[ VERSE 1: Yukmouth ]
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When I wake up in the morning I'm always puffin, my friend
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Before a nigga finished ???? I'm rollin up one again
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Stuff ???? again cause I love puffin, my friend
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I check the map cause I keep smokin and won't fuck again
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So now I hop in the big body Benz, my friend
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Bend a corner to the weed spot with ends to spend
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Park the Benz, jump out like 'what's up, my friend?'
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He plugged me with the chronic buds that make mi platinum teeth grin
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Let us begin: why, what, when or where and when
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A nigga spend so much cheese on this weed, my friend
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Cause I'm a fiend, my friend, a dopefiend, my friend
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Plus all around the world smokin weed make friends
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From Italy to Japan smokin weed make friends
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They don't know my language but understand my weed, my friend
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From here to Amsterdam smokin weed make friends
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Smoke Afghanistan hashis overseas, my friend
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Come again
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[ CHORUS: Benzalino ]
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Lah lah
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Always seen me smokin lah lah
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I'm always puffin on lah lah
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Always seen me smokin lah lah
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I'm always puffin on lah lah
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[ VERSE 2: Yukmouth ]
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Everywhere a nigga go I'm smokin 'dro, my friend
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Mi like to blow and then mi blow until mi need mo' again
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And so I go again, go and get the endo, my friend
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Hit the liquor store and get the optimols, my friend
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Come again, I take a piss test on parole, my friend
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That's why mi keep ???? golden seals and blunts pre-rolled, my friend
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Cause I can't let the p.o. kknow that I ???? smoke it again
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Mi on mi third strike and mi no wanna go to the pen
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I tell em mi don't like the drugs, they like me, my friend
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Ecstacy, mi even roll up shrooms with weed, my friend
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Mi tell em mi don't like the drugs, they like me, my friend
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Plus all around the world smokin weed make friends
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The bodega man he love me cause I spend, spend, spend
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I buy QP's ???? purchase and a twenty-twen-twen
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I say the weed man he love me cause I spend big ends
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He plugged me up with somethin lovely, made mi platinum teeth grin
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Come again
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[ CHORUS: Benzalino ]
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[ VERSE 3: Yukmouth ]
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When mi travel out of town I be on missions, my friend
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I don't discriminate on bammer, let me hit it again
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Then mi go ask him where he get it and cop my own, my friend
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Cause I'm a nigga that smoke zones to the dome, my friend
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Come again, let's take it back when I was young, my friends
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I used to tell em not to smoke, it make you dumb, my friend
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You're gonna flunk ???? smokin blunts, my friend
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Now I'm that nigga rollin dutch after dutch, my friend
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Check it out, that's how it began, on the bench, my friend
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He told me you can hit this, my man, if you just pitch in that 10
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And they some fiends, some dopefiends, my friend
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They do everything from fry to codeines, my friend
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So I'm like, "Whoa, just let me buy some trees, my friend
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So I can be about my business and let you be, my friend"
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The principle caught me chokin smokin trees, my friend
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He told me: "Let me hit that, boy" - smokin weed make friends
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Come again
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[ CHORUS: Benzalino ]
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Puffin Lah
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Yukmouth |