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KK (feat. Project Pat & Juicy J)
Wiz Khalifa
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I got my own shit, sucker so I ain't gotta hit yours I'm talking straight indo Cali shit 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 Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK 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.. 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 shit 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 everyday like it's a payday Top down, counting up the cake and blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK 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.. 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, **** get the lemon taste Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate Go and roll it, chief and choking, Mother****ers, reefer smoking Trap the semi sum under Reggie, foot up in his colon Call the doctor, call the clinic, bull shit we staying with Your life ain't worth a mother****erg 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, mother****er, I'm a 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) blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK 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 Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush Blowing Khalifa Kush
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