Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique
Im smokin this whole joint in the backseat,
Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point
I hexed this joint, when you toak your memory will reappoint.
I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.
I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch
So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers
I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds
Smacked him in the jaw knocked the joint out of his mouth
She can make a pimp fall in love
So my next joint don't got to be so rough
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