KK (feat. Project Pat & Juicy J) (Explicit)

KK (feat. Project Pat & Juicy J) (Explicit) - Wiz Khalifa (維茲·卡利法)/Project Pat/Juicy J

Is this the top

I got my own w**d sucker

So I ain't gotta hit yours

I'm talking straight indo

Cali w**d blowing like a Rastaman

Kush seed straight from Afghanistan

Shooting up the club like an AK

Bow bow bow bow bow

Smoke a P strong every day I'm

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I need it all the time

Don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind

That's why every day

I'm blowing KK blowing KK

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Put it in a joint not a blunt

Don't disrespect mine player

This not the two this the one

Don't even need a scale

Back in high school

I used to be the weedman

Quarter ounces half ounces

What you need man

Eleventh grade

Made my way up to a P man

And sent it back

If I ever seen a seed man

And you don't even gotta ask

You know it by the smell

I treat every day like it's a payday

Top down counting up the cake and

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I need it all the time

Don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind

That's why every day

I'm blowing KK blowing KK

Blowing KK blowing KK

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Blowing

I got KK in my pipe

Pockets fat like Kelly Price

If you wanna take a hit

You can't be afraid of heights

You gon' need some new lungs

Roll me up a blunt-a-thon

While I'm smoking out the bong

Getting sucked like a thumb

Boy I'm in a daze tangerine haze

I smoke so much KK

They should've called it Juicy J

Bombay and lemonade

W**d get the lemon taste

Never hit the bong

Let me demonstrate

Go and roll it chief and choking

M***a ** smoking

Trap the semi sum under Reggie

Foot up in his colon

Call the doctor call the clinic

Bulls**t we staying with

Your life ain't worth a motherf**king quota

What you paying with

Khalifa kush a hundred pounds

That's a half a mil

Memphis streets so eat this

Like a baby like Enfamil

Lungs full of KK

Have your mind on a runway

Blow my high motherf**ker

I'mma shoot up like an AK

My white house higher than Willie Nelson

On dabs the wax is melting

These clouds are smoking help me

I'm flying like Elroy Jetson

I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee

Whole pounds of grandaddy

But he ain't no kin to me

(I'm staying with the greens light color)

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I need it all the time

Don't know what else to say

It's always on my mind

That's why every day

I'm blowing KK blowing KK

Blowing KK blowing KK

Blowing KK blowing KK

Blowing KK blowing KK

Blowing

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush

Blowing Khalifa Kush