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You know what it is It's D-Boy the Hustler It's D-Boy, echo the lava Echo the lava You know we do it You know You wanna come smoke, don't ya You wanna smoke, don't ya You wanna put five on it, yeah Yeah, yeah You wanna come and smoke on it, yeah Yeah Well, alright, alright Ayy, ayy Well, alright, alright Ayy, ayy You wanna come and smoke on it, yeah Yeah You wanna put five on it, yeah Yeah Well, alright, alright Ayy, ayy Well, alright, alright Ayy, ayy You wanna put five on it, yeah Yeah You wanna come and smoke on it, yeah Yeah Well, alright, alright Ayy, ayy Well, alright, alright Ayy That ain't enough What you, what you put your five on I need about twenty dollars, get your grubb on And I ain't talkin' bout no food, look dogga dude I'm talkin' bout the dabba, dabba, dabba, dude Rosin', rosin Look dog, I got a pausing I'm bein' honest Look dog, they're all astonished Hella promise Shit got you fuckin' coughin I'ma be smokin' till I'm gone, all up in the coffin Look dog, I'm bein' truthful, the feeling's mutual Me and my dogs, yeah, we doin' what we always do though A dabba do tho Yeah, look, like Menudo My shit be crudo Look how I fuckin do tho I kick judo My game all up in your udo Up in your hoe though And look how she really do tho! She came through And that's what I'm talkin' bout She got five dollars, boy, you better shut your mouth Ayy Yeah, you got five on it, yeah Ayy You wanna come and smoke on it, yeah Well, alright, alright Come on, ayy Alright, alright Come on, ayy Said you got five on it, yeah Said you wanna smoke on it, yeah Well, alright, alright Ayy Well, alright, alright Ayy Ayy, right now, I'm on it Seventy-five percent THC, that real rosin When it's dead, when it's live, when you buy it You know how we do, yeah Let's get low temp and get hot on it Ayy, low temp or no temp That's what we say Every time we get high Back in the day, we said we get black That's what we do, that's what we do Every time we come through Echo and D-Boy, we with the new The new shit comin' through Hella, hella sick like the flu shit Every time we come and get it, yeah You know I gotta go cop a couple eighty-five You know what it is, it's nothin' you know Till I die, I get high Look at my eyes, they bloodshot Off tops, you know how we never stop On the clock, yeah, till I rock Ayy Ayy, ayy Ayy