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(Verse 1 C.O.D. DecaturboyMusic) Rollin up kush on the flight deck, just a projector and my bitch Watchin' all three of the Fridays, you know jus on some fly shit Barbecue in my back yard, Snacks all I've the table doe You know you get dem munchies right now when it's good smoke 30 pack of dem dutchies, still be fuckin' wit swishas doe Might just roll a doobie, if I'm Takin that bit for the road Straight from Decatur, but my weed be from Cali I Start off wit the liquor but that kush be da Finale Shiiit I'm all about that paper, wave hola to my haters Had a Health conscious chic, who used to blow tree through wit dem vapors She put me on some new shit, I put that girl on good dick She say when she be high, that it always make her come quick What a great problem to have, now gone and give me that ass I cin't stay wit her long doe, jus puff puff den I pass That's jus smokers etiquette,  I'm a southern gentlemen You ever seen me sick? Naw,  I stay smokin' dis medicine That Cali (Verse 2 C.O.D. DecaturboyMusic) Right after I'm twisting up shit, it get lit and get hit Fuckin' wit bitches who swallow no spit Strong and that purp, is a hell of a mix Dat ass in them jeans, is a hell of a fit Chevy Caprice is a hell of a whip, Rollin up windows hot box in dat bitch Passin' that strong, John Stockton in shit Cop me an ounce and make half of it flip Get me a chick, and make half of her switch My bit spit her game, an then both of em strip You know how it is, it start wit a kiss Next thang you know, we makin' a flic I'm poppin' dem bottles and livin' that life, Smokin' that strong while I'm layin' the pipe Burnin forever, you Rollin it right Don't care bout a map, we in Cali tonight Now its Heavy base wit a low fade I'm high Tints hidin' That smoke haze Thats right Slidin' all through c- Town Fire marshal on call, cause all we do is burn it down (cll we do is burn it DOWN), coughing while I'm Rollin Bitches in the VIP tryna peep what I be smokin' Oh this jus that potent, one puff I'll get you open Livin' like a replay, everythang slow motion On That Cali (Verse 3 Buckhead Redd) We smoke, Girl Scout Blue Dream Grape cpe Green Crack, Purp Irene and OG wax cnd I still got a lil Jack Herer Space Queen and sour diesel out back Now what you know bout that, not a got damn thang nigga Matter of fact, roll up, don't speak less you need a flame nigga I'm a loud nigga, I smoke loud pack I got a loud car, I f*ck loud hoes My trap bunking on steroids I'm moving loud with my eyes closed Came a long way since Godby Rd Crack trappin' and kick doors Now I'm Buckhead Redd by Benihana Might just sell loud to ya mama My clientele must love a nigga cnything they need, I just plug a nigga Even my white clientele, say he's such a cool &%*$ Dealer Keep the tool for them thug niggas Who thank they something, cause they done drug niggas I'm not them, best ask around, I shoot ya then I shoot ya down No prescription needed I'm true to this, not new to this If it makes you feel safe, think of me as your street corner Pharmaceuticalist With that WORK THOUGH Flavors ranging from light green to PURPLE Put one blunt in a CIRCLE, and I bet y'all all be geeked like URKLE (On that)
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