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vinny crook$ - bet i got sum weed remix lyrics
[prod. by taebeast from digi+phonics]
[verse 1]
lately i’ve been waking in the morning, feeling f-cked up
resorting to mary jane, party in my brain man thats w-ssup
centerfolds unfold the centers of my philly blunt
fill it up with indica, i’m rollin foul the golden child has risen up
got my thoughts racing like winston cup, i’m lifted up
off a spliff i’m lifting up, i probably need an extra lung
got skywalker in my blunt, mace windu in my cup
watching paid in full diamond in the rough
call the supplier man he wanna roll a big l like lamont coleman
and we rolling blunts the size of manute bol
and y’alls be like muggsy bogues
and keep your newports, black and milds, i got my optimal
swisher full of that blanka, hotboxing like a sauna
aroma of that ganja my cologne, my woman keep a blamma
stashed in her prada, she’s my type of ride or die
let her take a pull then take her to the backseat, skeet skeet
now i’m four deep with my homies that are strangers of the peace
blaze an ounce of trees, back to back like siamese
subtract the roof for the breeze my tank on e
gather snaps for the petrol, hope them blue boys don’t speak
yeahh, the world is all i need
but if you don’t know anything just know i got some weed
chorus
bet i got some weed
(x2)
you don’t know anything? just know i got some weed
bet i got some weed
(x2)
ain’t got no money mayne, but bet i got some weed
hey, who got some weed?
who got some weed?
(x6)
[verse 2]
always progressing the funk, always finessing the flux
you can’t get lifted with us, if your elevator is stuck
my weapons always on tuck, the wesson up to your gums
if you run up on me, get some cupid love straight from the slug
immaculate, backpack rapping, platters emptied after lunch
enemies can bite the dust, only certain b-tches i will cuff
such a chocolate deluxe, rugged, s-xy b-ttercup
blades chop my b-ss thump, bumping pac and dre
modern day death row, hallucinating cross j’s
mayday, gotta basket full of lime and i’m basking in the lime
in due time i’ll bump my head on cloud nine
i give you paradise (pair of dice) like cr-ps, wake and bake
cultivate my garden harvest all my grape ape
elevate to god’s slipper, gone till november
like wyclef, when the lye’s lit, keep my mind sealed
pop a zanny or a atvian, candy rain like soul 4 real
extra pills extra pills, that real deal like holyfield
wheels swerving through the set
in my black -ss tint with the fire weed and two eleven
might go through seven pounds like big willie
eyes beaming like belly, and for y’all that feel me i thank god
smoke one with me get high as the balcony king was on
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