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    Wiz Khalifa

    Maan

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    Добавлена 28 мая 2014 пользователем N1

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    I smoked a whole a damn pound
    I'mma need another one,
    Eyes closed I won't come down
    Only papers, no we don't fuck with blunts
    Nigga
    I just dont be sharing weed
    A nigga got pounds to burn thats apparent
    Just cause you up in this bitch
    Dont mean you gon' hit this shit
    You better roll somethin'
    Coughin' like you got a cold or something
    I'm tryin to O.D. off THC
    Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a pound
    Smoke the whole thing up in a week
    Roll a joint put a worm around that motherfucker smoke it to the face
    Awww shit! Nigga say he got some KK and he said he on the way
    Big P told me CHURCH, get money on em every single day
    So I want everything, every room, every plane, every place
    We mobbin'!
    Now every place that we go they say we can't smoke
    But we do it anyway because real G's smoke when they want
    When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some more
    When they say put it out, it's to loud, we burn up some more
    Then we keep rollin' and rollin', and rollin'
    We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'
    We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'
    Nigga keep going
    Keep the KK blowin
    Snakes in the grass keep mowin'
    Ass so fat, look swollen
    Another city,state gotta show in
    Another airport gotta go in
    Reason why you hate i'm knowin
    Niggas got to much hoein'
    I keep rollin' up
    Drivin' a brand new car like the motherfucker stolen
    They don't understand what i'm doin'
    Money in my hand, 28 grams when i'm rollin'
    Been through NewYork, London, Paris and back
    SXSW only niggas smokin' on pack
    Rollin' the best
    Go on, get a bong, get a match
    Everybody get along, get attached
    Get a song, get a biatch
    What they say, every dog need a cat
    Pot heads need a joint to relax
    G pen full of wax
    10 Rolled cone joints, really fast
    No sticks no seeds in the bag
    Got reason to brag
    In the front
    Y'all b's in the back
    Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the swag
    Little bitch we mobbin'!
    Now every place that we go they say we can't smoke
    But we do it anyway because real G's smoke when they want
    When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some more
    When they say put it out, it's to loud, we burn up some more
    Then we keep rollin' and rollin', and rollin'
    We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin'
    We keep rollin', and rollin', and rollin' 

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