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I need weed, man
Somebody call the man
I'm tryna get

[Young
up at the Ritz-Carlton's, damn sun in my face
Racks on my jeans, gun still on my
And I ain't shit in my cup, that's such a waste
You I'm sipping on that straight like that "oh, what a a taste!"
Tip the valet 100, I love to
Pulled up in that mean machine, leave it up
This passed out beside me, I barely know her
But you can imagine the shit I'm 'bout to show her
way, them streets too cold, them bitches polar
Expectations out of this world, I'm solar
why I do it for that Kalamazoo
And then NOLA, cause that's happens
you learn to mix it with that soda

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I need weed now
Somebody call the man
I'm tryna get

Dogg]
I wake up just to bake up, get my up and rise up
factors that I'm liver than most
I boast and bang, pour some in that thing
Put purple rain on your brain, unravel the flame
Maintain my fame, get you new
Just to put in frame
We in the hood kush with The Game
in the cane, walking just like I'm an Indian chief
With no beef, brief, with a wreath
You may think a leaf!
With the residue stuck deep down in teeth
you smoking with the dogg, shit, you might not eat!
It's ok, we lay, in the cut, on the hill, on the dip
a fit on Crip, don't trip

x2]
I need weed now
call the weed man
I'm tryna get

The Dude]
The coffee that I had, it was good to the drop
But now I'm fresh out and you know it stop
So man, somebody call the weed man
I'd call mine, but he's low on herb even
I'm fiending, of the times when I had
Much mota, different kinds in the bag
I fell hard for the funk, I can't the love
I smoke dro, Reggie, smoke shake to nugs
If it's weed, I'm with it
You got a paper? Then twist it? Got a Fill it?
Got a
Let me split it the gut
But shit for what? Cause ain't no on the scene
Man, what the

x2]
I need weed now
Somebody the weed man
I'm tryna get