take it back i packed up all my things i'm moving to the West so that someday i can just sleep in my own bed without all of your smoke rings wrappin
years and we still runnin this motherfucker [P. Diddy] + (Notorious B.I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up
her bedrock, call me the mattress king She got a sick body, I'm like her vaccine Come to think about it, Vitamin D Her ass up out them Jeans, but keep
finished up I'm center stage high, Civic center stage dive Even summer, winter, spring, and fall, ain't the same My heads in the clouds of smoke then
off her back and she be back in like five minutes she stay on the move she looked smoked up, and stoned at the buildin refused all coked up alone she
nicht mehr sehen. Ich hab' die Ahnung etwas Schlimmes wird geschehen. Jetzt hange ich hier und baumle. Wei?t Du wie unbequem das ist? Die Halswirbel springen
beef wit me, I'ma even the score equally Take you on Jerry Springer, and beat yer ass legally I get you blunted off of funny home grown Cause when I smoke
Where spring will come with any rain A chance to flower and seed again Forever garden risin' plain The dangers of the wild remain And away up there
twice You killin' me baby, this the past life [Rihanna:] Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in
on the Bottle of Smoke I went to hell And to the races To bet on the Bottle of Smoke The day being clear The sky being bright He came up on the
son don't let nothing out they'll use it to hurt you, no question no doubt poor me, poor me, well how can it be, nobody can care about me don't you hate spring
Q. nigga (L.Q.)! [Chorus: Phats Bossi] Throw up yo hands if you Thugged Out! First nigga act up, first nigga gettin drugged out! Throw up yo hands if
long-term can look after itself unless you happen to be living here i've got to stop (chorus) people are squinting to block out the sun complaining or soaking it up
religion. One can imagine them sentient - that is to say, we may attribute to stone-hardness, one after the other, our own five senses, until it spring
eight, with multiple one-eighty-sevens Sport a Marilyn Manson t-shirt when I die and go to heaven Smoke a beady, scrape my lungs, smoke the resin Remember
yolk Stage right Now the son has died, the father can be born Stand up If we'd all breathe in and blow away the smoke New life, we'd applaud her new life
I went green da 26's on da high bridge, Smoke so much green I can't open up my eyelids Wake up in London, Go to sleep on Atlanta time Still my paint
), if you cant swim dont smoke my hydro (dro) I've been lookin for a woman just to put my stamp on But alotta ya'll are more stuck up than tampons (whoo
