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Whoo Kid DatPiff.com world premiere I'ma throw some good vibes out there So won't nobody be trippin' Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn't no cops 'Cause wasn't nobody trippin' Oh, don't you wanna go there? Don't you wanna go there? So won't nobody be trippin' Hawaiian snow under the microscope Greenhouse, Red Light, about to eat smoke No laws, I feel so free there Zero violence, weed all in the air I'm 'bout to hit Bob Marley's shop Roll a big spliff with some Guinness style No cameras in the Red Light And them girls get tested by the government, and every night Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho Roll up, I feel so free here Bongs made of ice, smoke the best weed here But it's time to leave here Next stop London, bruv got a nigga in And I left 50 bags in the 'telly Letras de cancionesTo call my office up, just to fuckin' tell me You know, they thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in the Grand Hotel I left 50 bags of weed there, you know, but... They called me up to tell me I left my weed I was in London, I can't bring that shit on the plane, you know? Whoo Kid Wanna go somewhere Where all my niggas is just livin' Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn't no cops 'Cause wasn't nobody trippin' Oh, don't you wanna go there? (Fuckin' up the vibe in here, never fuckin' up the vibe in here) Don't you wanna go there? (Fuckin' up the vibe in here, never fuckin' up the vibe in here) Don't you wanna go there? (Fuckin' up the vibe in here, never fuckin' up the vibe in here) Don't you wanna go there? (Fuckin' up the vibe in here, never fuckin' up the vibe in here) So won't nobody be trippin' Ooh, ooh, ooh Brick Squad! Ooh, ooh, ooh Whoo Kid Never fuckin' up the vibe in here Ooh, ooh, ooh Never fuckin' up the vibe in here Fatality From Letras Mania