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We be puffin' on that endo We blowin' kush up out the window I got the girlies in the back seat The 5-0 can't catch me If you wanna smoke kush then light it up Put your hands in the sky Let's get high as fuck Lemon haze closure inside the blunt We get high all night And I don't even wanna sleep yet I got the beat set Listening to Keith Sweat Want my cheap bet We get it poppin' girl, it's just how it goes If you wanna get drunk, I'ma smoke my dro We get high till I can't come down from it I took a brand new sound and made it sound legit I took your weak ass dime and put a crown on it And that's the motha-fuckin' thanks I get? Shit. And I never really realized how much I love makin' music And makin' you move in the club Smokin' blunts all day we get blazed as fuck And get high all night. Letras de cancionesTell 'em. We be puffin' on that endo We blowin' kush up out the window I got the girlies in the back seat The 5-0 can't catch me And if you want me you can find me Puffin' on that Bob Marley I got my homie ridin' shotty And we ride all night Life is so great, what can i say? Got me feelin' so good its that time of day We're rollin' in the van with the windows rolled up Blunt in my hand and it's just rolled up Mikl's real mad 'cause he's gettin' smoked out Everybody's mad 'cause we just got paid out You know what I bought? A fat ass eighth and a little bit of hash just for the taste Gettin' really stoney off these fruity pebble snacks Gettin' mad blown with a little bit of that Kush is my cologne we're blazing real fast If you wanna get stoned then listen to this track Get high, get by This is something for the smokers to jam to Gettin' lazed On the haze All day 'Cause we do what we want We be puffin' on that endo We blowin' kush up out the window I got the girlies in the back seat The 5-0 can't catch me And if you want me you can find me Puffin' on that Bob Marley I got my homie ridin' shotty And we ride all night It's kind of sticky, very complicated The way we wake and bake it stays Stayin' elevated, forever faded Smokin' on the dank, Highly compensated for the way we do our thing BrokeNCYDE, K-M- to the -K Diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie-diddy-dottie day The filth of fury we do it our way Take another hit kid and let the haters hate I turned my bathtub into a grow womb If you walk by when my sister's in full bloom That's goin' bitch She sits by my side She's the queen of my green she always elevates my high Oh you think that you've seen her before Ridin' out your green thumb While I was on tour Probably so the girl gets around She's so crafty when she wears my crown We be puffin' on that endo We blowin' kush up out the window I got the girlies in the back seat The 5-0 can't catch me And if you want me you can find me Puffin' on that Bob Marley I got my homie ridin' shotty And we ride all night (Slurring, coughing, and bong rips) (Oh my god. I'm fuckin' high. Bob Marley. Kush. Ahh. Whaddup doggy? Oh shit.) (Thanks to Ashley Asphyxation for these lyrics) From Letras Mania