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I'm not a rapper. I suck a writing lyrics. but ima put it out here.
this one for my homies.
Lyrics:
light up, inhale, puff on, puff out, all the smokey smoke fumes - got your
lunch break, pass the junk, got all them homies in the breakroom and yo -
manager be drinking liquid wasted in the backroom and its -
payday, today, got them papers waitin in the mailroom (yezzur)
bacon, lettuce, vapor got the flavors in a bread - swear i
coulda trade this out for marijuana buds instead - so i
leave my S-M-S on silence and message on read - cuz i
clocked out, paced out, got vacation up inside my head (dope)
[x2]let me tell you i b cookin it right now
i got my visas, paycheck, bookin shit right now
bottles, ounces, i b hookin it right now
them smoke and papers got me lookin it right now
light up, inhale, puff on, puff out, all the smokey smoke fumes - got your
lunch break, pass the junk, got all them homies in the breakroom and yo -
manager be drinking liquid wasted in the backroom and its -
payday, today, got them papers waitin in the mailroom.
bacon, lettuce, vapor got the flavors in a bread - swear i
coulda trade this out for marijuana buds instead - so i
leave my S-M-S on silence and message on read - cuz i
clocked out, paced out, got vacation up inside my head
[x2]let me tell you i b cookin it right now
i got my visas, paycheck, bookin shit right now
bottles, ounces, i b hookin it right now
them smoke and papers got me lookin it right now
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