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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #991
Peak in subgenre #554
Author
Rome
Rights
Nick Romolo
Uploaded
October 02, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:57
Lyrics
Flip one, flip two
Tolk up fiip three
Man it just struck noon
N ive flipped 3 g’s
Throw a rope around the moon
N ill brew fresh cheese
Lock me up in hide the key bitch
Im crazy
Crave me
Crave u
I got a sweet sweet tooth
Call me sugar shane mosley
Ima KO u
Like a duster and a broom
Ima clean sweep you
Its never ending ride
N you’ve already puked
Get loose
Wreck less
Fuck a dui
Ill get a DTH
Driving to damn high
Like the catcher n the rye
Ill be remembered as a classic
N I left a surprise
On top of yo casket
Got ur smoking supplies
n a fifth of the jack shit
All wrapped in disguise
As a lovely gift basket
So clap your hands twice
N watch all the lights click
Go on and get high
Ill match on a blunt quick
Im a listen to my heart and my heart says hustle
N I knew it from the start, that I loved that huste
Put my back against the wall, n I still wont crumble
Im addicted to it all, ya I love the hustle
Cop 40 ocs
There 40 mgs
Slice um in half
Pop twenty for twenty
Like the tragic columbine
I was born on 420
N those kids were not high
That is not what theyd do
I was never sober enough
To pull a gun at school
I remember taken pictures
Still straight baked
dont be suspicious
n those bitches only wish
was me to slip so they could kick me
out this bitch n send me packin
but I lasted now im laughing
snorted xanx in the bathroom
or a back desk in the classroom
tap my classmate now im passin
bills we switch it up he does he pill
when waken up we smoke a ill
every morning every meal
every moment of the year
light the b n pass the beer
seen as many rolls
as the Pillsbury do boy
moved more white
than a shovel toten snow boy
hit that green
like tiger hits fairways
guranteed good shit
all day every day
