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Thousand pounds of weed
Riding in my car so fast I wont turn down the speed
Them hoes dont use they feet no more, they break down to their knees
And suck me like a king

Rose in my champagne glass and diamonds in my ring
Uh, roll some, thats your bitch on my dick, I might let her hold something
You niggas smoking sevens Imma need a whole onion, whole youngin, oh
Same ones that hate, same ones that tag along

No Blackberry, too many lame niggas call my phone
Call me world wide Wiz cause I’m never home
Ever leave me round your bitch I’mma get her stoned
And you know that, I rock camos and throwbacks

And go download some of my old track and go play somewhere there’s hoes at
Fucking high, and you down there where them lows at
Gettin tired of hearing my flow jacked go head hand me a joint you cant roll that

I got a whole lot of hochie, and I’m rolling up for anyone in here that knows me
Everybody smoking, yeaaaaaaaaa its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party
Everybody smoking papers, nobody smoking blunts
Bitches rolling weed and my niggas f-cked up
yeaaaaaaaaa its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party

Quarter pound of that sour, thats four days on tour
Sleeping on how we smoke, see all these pillows on this floor
Every state we score, fill those papers they be raw
Look like a piece of chalk in my hand but I aint writing on the chalkboard

And I heard its a party, its a party its a party but I’m cool
Them niggas smoking garbage, I’m no fool
We give 5 j’s out half zips? Nigga thats really smoking
Aint enough weed up in that swisha to get you high, you joking

Niggas claim that they be high, they be hella low
When they gang up in the building you gon’ smell that sour smoke
I could get that shit from my backyard, go pick it out myself
Yellow light let me slow it down, niggas need some help

28 aint enough you need more
All this weed over here, thats 1 weed jar
When them planes get the flying, niggas wanna part
Smoking crash with the plane, Amelia Earhart

What I smoke in one day, these niggas dont smoke in one week
Riding round and its just me, Pepsi can, playing that Bun B
Gotta smoke that dope on the run with me, comfortably, I’m smoking weed
Doing speeds, who with me, probably a chick from TMZ