Young Buck

Young Buck - Gettin High lyrics

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What up?

Ya'll know who it is

G Unit South in this motherfucker

And you know I don't really dance much

But i'm a sit here and smoke my motherfuckin' weed

I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin'

Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin'

I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

The block been good I got a bank roll

You want to know if its dro what you think ho?

I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

In my city i'm the fuckin' weed man

Holla at me I got what you need man

These niggas must think i'm a fool

350 fo a oh, I make the rules

Hold on let me show you what i'm workin' with

The Bubba Kush and that Granddaddy Purple shit

Damn right I got a big ol' car

On that dro thats in a big ol' jar

Break a blunt down i'm a fill it up

We 'gon go through the whole pound I don't give a fuck

We 'gon smoke on that Bobby Brown you know what it is

You might got the good but you ain't got this

Yeah, put it in the air

Lets do it like Bob Marley was up in here

I don't share

But you can roll up your own

And we ain't leavin' this bitch until all the weed gone

I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin'

Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin'

I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

The block been good I got a bank roll

You want to know if its dro what you think ho?

I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

We all get high this is how we do it

Pull up the lean and DJ Screw it

Hot as hell and the hos gettin' sweaty

I'm twistin' my blunt even if they don't let me

You niggas ain't ready

I'm a do what I do

I blow Kush in a hater's face fuck you too

You can't smoke for free

This how its supposed to be

Shorty say she ain't with it then its more for me

Who got a light now?

I mean right now

I'm about to see if its the shit that make 'em fight now

My clique iced out

Hollerin' G Unit South

We all got four cars and a weed house

Show you what we about

I get my grind on

I won't leave the block 'till every dime gone

And when the police come we gettin' low

Middle fingers in the air niggas smokin' that dro

I'm in the club rollin' up everybody smokin'

Gone on Patrone and this Ex got me rollin'

I'm just twistin' my blunt I'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

The block been good I got a bank roll

You want to know if its dro what you think ho?

I'm just twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

Twistin' my blunt i'm gettin' high

This is the part when the gangstas walk

This is the part when you put your blunt down

This is the part when you throw ya hood up

This is the part where we all get high

Thanks to mee for these lyrics

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