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I feel better than I've ever before, ah! but maintaining self-control, ah! I a swig, I had a jug, chug-a-log, I'm loud and clear I had some bud, I lit it up, and then I it disappear my magic tricks, are so fabulous This hazardous, got amateurs smoking cannibus If you mad at this, damn it
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I made a, call to my dog, time to split the and break it up Three-wheel motion, potion, I gotta shake it up I tried to kick the habit, but it keep me Abracadabra, here's a magic trick, I smoked up all the Zig-Zag's and golden got my mind gone Drugs don't affect my work, I get my grind on
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I'm leaning like the Tower of Pisa, the syrup close to my stash, and get treated as if I'm Ebeneezer I'm throwed, blowed, matter-of-fact let's this the thrower potion I'm screwed up, so no wonder things are in slower I gots to have it, can't kick the habit, I've to shake it The drug experiment stage if you then
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I'm from Screwed Up Texas, we drive reckless, and we peel off You ain't had shit you smoke Sweet Tooth and Jack Frost Hit it twice but cough, you gotta take it man If a record for smoking I'm 'bout to break it man Me and Luda puffing budda, we in a Cougar On Zab Judah, you try to jack us we Rugers
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How can I say it That I'm off that Mary And if true what they say Then I don't know how many is left in my fucking brain But I'ma on writing and lighting Minds of hungry rappers And tell the hood that I've hired and fired crackers On the of July, opens your eyes I'm joking stupid I love all races but if you hating my then
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I my I get patient we never have to a piss test Fuck a 9 to 5 'cause I'm getting rest I wake to breakfast and You wake up to in bed I drive my H2? Hmmm? I'ma take the instead Pimping ain't dead but I'll leave you Dead all this pimping I'm riding spinners like a why I'm limping
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Off that's controlled how this story goes I popped the cap, the ice And Lil' Flip done broke the I'm so cold I think I, see people Nah, that's just my homies out in the Regal Believe it, the potency is so strong, if you me I'm calm, cool, and and if you, disrespect it, then
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We this for them players that bang screw music We pass out after 8 blunts, because we used to it Me and Cris like & Chong So hurry, break out the weed and the 'Cause if it Grade A trees, we gotta leave it alone And to my Screw, you know I gotta hold it down And if they want it then gotta come and take the crown
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