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Rocking black on black With the hat to match Smoking back to back 'Till my line go flat Where the fuck we at? (Where the fuck we at) Where the fuck we at?(Where the fuck we at) Where the stars is at? (Where the stars is at) Where the stars is at? (Where the stars is at) Came to the game hardcore When all in shook the bitch to the core Left that shit sore Pass me the joint, no tabbaco I like that shit raw (Iike that shit raw) R.I.P. O.D.B., Catch me ridein' in the hooptie Smokin' tree, High off T.H.C So high they can never touch me (Never touch me) Never touch me Stay high, never want the down side Chillin' in the wagon, double park the bitch at wayside Stay high, never want the down side Chillin' in the wagon, double park that bitch at wayside Wayside, Wayside, Wayside Wayside, Wayside, Wayside Stay high, never want the down side Letras de cancionesChillin' in the wagon, double park the bitch at wayside Uh, Uh, double park that bitch Baby forget class, only drug dealers need math Who needs a pillow, when you got that When you got that, when you got that Lets ride, Lets ride Lets ride, Leta ride Lets fly, Lets fly Lets fly, Lets fly I'ma roll this skunk, you gonna shake your rump We gonna smoke this tree down to the trunk Down to the trunk, down to the trunk Im roll this skunk, you gonna shake your rump We gonna smoke this tree down to the trunk Down to the trunk, Down to the trunk Stay high, never want the down side Chillin' in the wagon, double park the bitch at wayside Stay high, never want the down side Chillin' in the wagon, double park that bitch at wayside Wayside, Wayside, Wayside Wayside, Wayside, Wayside Stay high, never want the down side Chillin' in the wagon, double park the bitch at wayside Uh, Uh, double park that bitch From Letras Mania