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Nelly » Wrap Sumden
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	(Chorus x2:) Hey this is no lie ay ay Me and my niggas gettin high ay ay Yo if you look up in the sky ay ay You might see us floating by ay ay You see Biggie be like what's beef? Me I'm like what's weed? Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds, I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic I know one day, I'm gon' stop, but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick But on the other hand, soon as I'm sober I forget Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig, and my momma think that I should quit (Chorus 2X) Ya I get high You might see me stroll by in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye I'm sick now I think I'm catching glaucoma See me on the corner, lookin' for weed donors You know how we do it, kid..We get that good herb and swerve Till the gas run out, the way we smoke's absurd That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden), make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time, and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine Fire it up dawg, but watch out for 5-0's Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro. Fuck a bitch and some hoes, I gotta get rich gold platinum and do some shows and get blow-owed (Chorus 2X) All I know, is money makin' hoes and smoking endo If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more, but since I don't some might consider me slow Don't worry though I keep the pants sag, Bubble eye hands rag Eyes glassed, smokin' fill from the hash Chokin' half to death but don't the blunt pass "What we doin' today?" Same shit we did last week Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up Bag up and make some runs and roll up 5-0 behind me my niggaz so hold up Ok made a left you continue to roll up Don't get me wrong - police, yo I stop for them, but guaranteed when they leave I be smokin' again Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab (Chorus 2X) (Fade) (Chorus)
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