NELLY - Wrap Sumden (Featuring The St. Lunatics) lyrics

rate me

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Hey this is no lie ay ay

Me and my niggas gettin high ay ay

Yo if you look up in the sky ay ay

You might see us floating by ay ay

You see Biggie be like what's beef?

Me I'm like what's weed?

Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know

Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke

And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke

I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love

Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud

Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,

I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed

Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong

My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic

I know one day, I'm gon' stop,

but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop

You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick

But on the other hand, soon as I'm sober I forget

Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,

and my momma think that I should quit

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Ya I get high

You might see me stroll by

in the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye

I'm sick now

I think I'm catching glaucoma

See me on the corner, lookin' for weed donors

You know how we do it, kid..We get that good herb and swerve

Till the gas run out, the way we smoke's absurd

That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),

make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing

Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors

See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers

Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,

and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine

Fire it up dawg, but watch out for 5-0's

Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.

Fuck a bitch and some hoes, I gotta get rich

gold platinum and do some shows and get blow-owed

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All I know, is money makin' hoes and smoking endo

If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,

but since I don't some might consider me slow

Don't worry though

I keep the pants sag, Bubble eye hands rag

Eyes glassed, smokin' fill from the hash

Chokin' half to death but don't the blunt pass

"What we doin' today?" Same shit we did last week

Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up

Bag up and make some runs and roll up

5-0 behind me my niggaz so hold up

Ok made a left you continue to roll up

Don't get me wrong - police, yo I stop for them,

but guaranteed when they leave I be smokin' again

Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag

The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab

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