[Juice:]
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Good mornin, Wake and bake
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Dank Weed, them bitches know I stink
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Meechy light up the weed dawg (wheres my lighter?)
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White girl, call it Kate Moss
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They say I'm borderline schizo, dysfunctional
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Insane in the brain, smoke a lot just to maintain
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The niggas feel my pain, them them bitches know it too
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Poverty stricken, what's a nigga pose to do?
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Hustler on a mission, Juicy to these hoes
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Also know as Trap Hov, Trap Jesus
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Please believe us smack deceivers
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Pussy leave it, leave it smoking like my nina
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(Boss life nigga not that ross life nigga)
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Paid the cost to be the boss paid the cost you getting tossed
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Light that blunt I'm getting off, put them tittys in my mouth!
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A cups, B's or C's
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I don't fuckin' please please proceed to please
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[Hook:]
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Purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
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Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker
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Purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
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Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker
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Purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
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Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker
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Purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
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Mouth full of gold, I'm feeling like a Laker
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[Meech:]
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Okay you young, full of cum, let me see ID
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See, we smoke till we brain dead, need three IV's
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But fuck a pulse, just my soul and this weed I need
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Some green hashish, I'm smokin' till my three eyes bleed
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O after O zombie shit smoke till we comatose
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Bong rips till my soul lift and catch the holy ghost
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Elevated nigga, Higher living is my life dear
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Gold fangs I'm floating I'm like Dracula in Nike Airs
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Whippin the Sour D's resin off my denim
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I'm mentally ahead of thee got remedy for the venom
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Let's live in lust not love what I tell em'
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The slick talk and weed smoke fuck up they cerebellum
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Cus I'm a pimp, when I drink so I limp, when I walk I drag my Feet
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But when I smoke, I just soar, defyin' laws of gravity
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Only light 2 at a time, Stoners with a strategy
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(Only Light 2 at a time, Stoners with a strategy)
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[Hook]
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[Meech:]
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I pass Juicy a pound and he weigh that like a Libra
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Sky high, we up, that's why they can't see Us
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[Juice:]
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Smoking till I'm zombie, my eyes slant, I'm Chinese
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Half a key of blow, lil niggas ain't in my league
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(Smokin all day, feet up countin' money)
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(Smokin all day, feet up countin' money)
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[Meech:]
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With so much in this world to learn and so much money to be earned
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I Know you heard the world is mine, well muthafucka wait your turn
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Laker Paper
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