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I feel better than ever felt before, ah! but maintaining self-control, ah! I took a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm and clear I had bud, I lit it up, and then I made it disappear my magic tricks, are so fabulous This hazardous, got amateurs smoking cannibus If you mad at this, damn it
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I made a, call to my dog, time to split the and break it up Three-wheel motion, potion, I gotta shake it up I to kick the habit, but it keep calling me Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I up all the weed Zig-Zag's and wraps got my mind gone Drugs affect my work, I still get my grind on
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I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact call this the thrower potion I'm up, so no wonder things are in slower motion I gots to it, can't kick the habit, I've tried to shake it The drug experiment stage if you then
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I'm from Up Texas, we drive reckless, and then we peel off You ain't had until you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost Hit it twice but cough, you gotta take it man If a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man Me and Luda budda, we in a black Cougar On Zab Judah, you try to us we grab Rugers
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How can I say it I'm off that Mary Jane And if it's true they say Then I don't know how cells is left in my fucking brain But I'ma keep on and lighting of these hungry rappers And the hood that I've hired niggas and fired crackers On the Fourth of July, your eyes I'm joking stupid I love all but if you hating my music then
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I my I get we never have to take a piss test Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm getting rest I to breakfast and head You wake up to in bed Should I my H2? Hmmm? I'ma take the Lexus Pimping ain't but I'll leave you niggas Dead all this pimping I'm riding spinners a pimp why I'm limping
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Off that's controlled how this story goes I the cap, broke the ice And Lil' done broke the mold I'm so cold I I, see dead people Nah, that's just my homies passed out in the it, the potency is so strong, if you notice me I'm calm, cool, and collected and if you, disrespect it,
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We doing this for them players that bang music We don't pass out after 8 blunts, because we to it Me and Cris like & Chong So hurry, out the weed and the bong 'Cause if it ain't A trees, we gotta leave it alone And to my homie Screw, you know I hold it down And if they want it then they gotta and take the crown
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