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[Chorus:]
Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i can't
lie
I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole
piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand n da sky
I put my weed hand n da sky
I respect it for da luv of life
A whole piece i aint never lied
I put my weed hand in da sky
I put my weed hand in da sky

[V1:]
The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.It's
baby bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep
down in texas,dope house is so relentless.the
fluff is endless.smokin wit my lawer and my
dentist.Feelin stupendiss wanna come to my
quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing
boby
to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit
a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a
lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't
curch me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep
my
spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,it's
hydromyrical.I'm comin visious though,wit a
fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy cuz
my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and don't
desturb me when i'm floatin to my foriegn
land.You no fo' sho' i keep my pipe in my weed
hand.My weed hand is something i don't
disrestpect.Your weed hand throw it up and
represent
your weed.

[Chorus:]

[V2:]
I'ma gonna admit it and you know i'm wid it.begin
his life,got his only one and split it.Lit
it up wit my nephew.and now i'm floatin.My crown
is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen
styraphone cups.choken now i'm low.If you ridden
on us dats cool but pass da joint.diamonds
flyin and you just had to go.cuz u dun cast da
vote.and i didn't even get a hit.no not even a
little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby
girl don't disrespecr the luv.and i can't see
dat.ask where we get the best of bud.put up ur
weed hand.

[Chorus:]

[V3:]
Man i been down dis way before.i hit da bong back
up and blow.I'm too damn high don't pass me
no mo'.I blaze drown,sip on a four.stayin high
i'm on a note.u can smell da bong all on my
clothes.man look at my eyes they bout to b
closed.I'm choken dudes up out hte room wit my
weed
hand in the sky.I'm stayin blowed on octamodes
and i'm leanin half da time.I'm stayin high and
i hustle fool.don't be at home up on my ass gotta
get up and glock sum cash.
hoes thinkin they gonna smoke for free.but not
wit a young P.I.M.P.Just cuz i'm young don't
mean i'm dumb.Red microphones now blaze sum of
dat greener reef.and pour sum of dat purple
stuff.down here we smokin bud.ya i no u herd of
us.

[Chorus:]

ending outro:My weed hand,put ur weed hand in da
sku,my weed hand,east west,my weed
hand,north south,something we can all relate
to,my weed hand.