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Stoners

Berner, B-Real, Wiz Khalifa9 Nov 2016

Stoners Lyrics

****in love weed

Man, lets get a lighter got dat papers, yeah, ****in high as hell, yeah

Lemon wax, low temp, with expensive glass (petty ****)

I keep a room, full of cute girls trimmin grass (hello)

Head stash crazy (crazy) I rock hella bags

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I'm picky with the sticky icky (sticky icky)

I'm smokin out my hotel room, I left the maid with $250

They always waive the smoking fee (smoking fee)

I'm rollin weed up when I opened up my door the first thing she said to me (huh)

Well me too mu'****er

And I got one role for me and you mu'****er

Smokin up we dun never cough

Brought the whole pound cuz one ounce ain't enough

Well today you will say you will

See your weed man and pay your bills

Say you gotta leave rather stay and chill

And get high and leave hella fried

The revolution will be televized

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Cuz I like smokin weed everyday, smokin weed everyday

So everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

I got that raw paper, **** the haters smoke it with my neighbor

Cuz the flavor that we holdin got these ******* catchin vapors

Like a now and later, lemon tree, flavor motivator

Put it on that funky Filtip, in my glass I'll make it greater (pass that ****)

Smoke'm up, blow your flavor til your high

Soak it up your on cloud nine in the sky

Yeah the green about, the scene is loud, the scenic drop

The greenest minds, we think alike, we cheef a lot, the greenest kind

We take another breath, inhale a little something

Smell the wax on the nail, yeah the pelli keep it comin

We pass it to the left we blaze it like it's nothing

4 milkin in the smoke box, wiz and I stuntin'

Now you see us now you don't

When the windows roll up, it's a contact sport (it's a contact sport)

Got the fuel in my lungs now I'm feelin all numb watch the kings whole court (court)

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Cuz I like smokin weed everyday, smokin weed everyday

So everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Chyea you ain't really **** unless you grow it

This joints burning ****ed up dog, who rolled it (come on now)

I misplaced a hundred thou, didn't notice (I really didn't)

Bought a hundred thousand dollar car and I ain't drove it

Real stoner, yeah my shows be like smokeouts

Pull this slab out the duffle bag, just to show out (just to show out)

I be too stoned, I don't go out

**** I put the studio, right in the grow house

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

Cuz I like smokin weed everyday, smokin weed everyday

So everybody grab a joint and light and come blaze with us

 

 

 

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