Chris Webby

Chris Webby - Got A Problem lyrics

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feat. Mike Jerz

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I got a problem and my brain is moving slower than fuck

There'll be a foot of snow in hell before I'm sobering up

I got my dutchie and a Cobra clutch

High as fuck, eyes glassy while I roll up a blunt

Got my winwos rolling up, cruising baking out the whip

Started with that beast of bud then I upgraded it to piff

Always got a joint lit, and my bubbler packed

Blunt wraps in 20 sacks, no one fuckin' with that

Got my sticky sour diesel and my ak47, purple kush and northern lights

open the bag and you'll be smelling the most incredible fragrance,

Roll it up blaze it, if you got a problem too then follow when I say it

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

Some people say that weed will not affect the way you live

They say that it's not a problem but my po thinks it is

I'm just trying to roll a fatty up, homie mind ya bizz

So what if I'm half retarded from this purple that I twist

See I'm burning like Kevin Nealon in weeds,

could it be all this fucking thc in my system is driving me to absolutely insanity

I know you understanding me

Just to get out of bed I gotta roll myself a gram or three

Still you know my grammar be impeccable, incredible

Even if my handwriting is hardly ever legible

Mari Jane's my baby girl, put her on a pedestal

Bump this in the whip any and every time your L is full

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I got a problem, showing up to rehab with a weed bag

I need that, roll it, light it, smoke it, then repeat that

I've been strung out on coke, had a dependency to ecstasy,

Did so many pharmaceuticals, I should be dead you see

Now I've been getting older, learned a lot up in the game,

All I really need beside me is my baby

Mary Jane, shit I'm running low on cells in my brain

I've lost my motherfucking marbles

Doctor can't your nurses tell I'm insane?

So lock me up and throw away the key, just let me bring

And eighth or three, some papers and a lighter

I don't care where they be taking me, so roll a J

for me, baby ride with me

Puff puff pass til my people getting high with me

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I think I got a problem, I think I got a problem

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana

I'm addicted to marijuana, I'm addicted to marijuana.

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