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Smokin' On

Snoop Dogg; Wiz Khalifa; Bruno Mars; Juicy J
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Aye you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG Kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it just one hit will burn your chest though Cut those cameras on cause my camo's on And my niggas backing me Riding round town with a big ol' bag of weed Taylor Gang we ain't in your faculty Me and Snoop Dogg done created a masterpiece Smoke all day and I'm making this cash And we bout it bout it like Master P Go hard, stack your cheese Roll a joint, pass the trees T-G-O-D, he's the OG Real G shit what it has to be My real niggas gonna pop tags for me Fake niggas gonna get bags from me Say you just wanna shake hands with me Same fuck nigga used to laugh at me Now I'm riding round town in a car that you Can't even pronounce so you can't go fast as me Smoking marijuana and she know that I'm a player so She wanna come up here and spend this cash with me That pimp shit come naturally That fuck shit is wack to me My kush grown organically My balling is actually Aye you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG Kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it just one hit Will burn your chest though, fo' sho' You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on Let me turn you on and turn you out To make you feel like you really wanna feel For real, sure will Nigga I got that kill You know what I got Captain Crunch, soda pop Light green kush cut from a bush Mix it together, get it together High pro glow with the hydro flow Smoking on some shit called "I don't know" This is the shit that was called for my Niggas on the block with the.44 Glock oh no Cutting it up, button it up Homie don't speak at all You might skate, you might be, most likely like shark bait I might hate, nigga you smoking that lightweight Wrong class, featherweight, levitate Set it straight, let me break it down for ya Clip it, zip it, let it fly If it's good it's gonna get you high Drop it, stop it, that ain't the one We don't even smoke that shit for fun Aye you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG Kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it just one hit Will burn your chest though, fo' sho' You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on Yeah nigga, I'm rolling up that high grade Chilling on the porch smoking like it's Friday Every day of the week to Juicy J's a high day Niggas think I'm Chinese cause my eyes straight I pour up a six into a 20 ounce Smoke a half ounce of kush, felt like 20 ounces Fucked around and popped a molly now I'm high as fuck Every chick I'm seeing Juicy screaming out "Let's fuck" I done popped a pill and hit the lean behind it Where my mind somebody help me find it Got a black and white bitch, they my mixed bitches They keep my double cup full, OG in my swisher Aye you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG Kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it just one hit Will burn your chest though, fo' sho' You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on