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, yeah. yeeeahhhh, uhmmm, light up, light up, strike a match and watch the flames burn bright, light up, light up, breathe deep and let it clear your mind, when you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round, keep your chin up and head high cause nothing's forever, light up, light up, breathe deep and put it in the sky, i'm never drinking and driving, i'm only smoking and flying, too many dying, alcohol related death's multiplying, so you know, we gotta keep it in perspective, get my point across, like a boss and make sure that mi gente gets the message, i'm just gonna blow up on this fire, who got the lighter?, you want that sherbert og kush, that cookie gets you higher, need no crazy pills, they give me no crazy thrills, that's cause how a playa feels, i'm smoking until the wheels fall off, yeah, and that's how we keep it lifted, california fine's are organically engifted, i'm in love with mary jane, some call it that marichuana, i'm the one you call when you need that good ganja, uuuuuh, inhale, exhale, fucking right i love it, i got murder munchies, i'll die without chicken mcnuggets, used to buy bags, now i bring it back in buckets, the fuck is this a seed? my nigga, you must be bucking, i don't smoke less than og kush bitch, y'all boys smoking on that bull shit, probably ain't even coughing off none of that, if i was you, i wouldn't even much none of that, can't even smell it when it's burning, that's that lil boy shit, i'm a grown man, i don't smoke with lil boys bitch, super sour mix with that cookie, veteran lungs since day one, i've never been a rookie, plain raw papers, or raw paper cones, if i add a styrofoam cup i ain't gon' make it home, i'm just saying i'm so gone, i don't even know where i'm suppose to be at, how the fuck we suppose to be sober when mary jane everywhere we at, cookie smoke in the air, there's police everywhere, yeah i smoke where i want, now i don't really care, will i share? i don't know, if i'm down? i'm in town for a week, let's go half on that pound, yeah i only want that loud, yo, we don't make a sound that ain't good, no swishas, no woods, bong hits if we could, roll another one, think we should, you can smell it through the bag, i made it killing off the wax, so wanna take another dab?,

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Artist: baby bash