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OOH-wee. another joint from ya guy. LYRICS: HOOK: Ooh-wee The Mary Jane moves-me To fill up a Loose-leaf You sleep Imma be up at the peak, repeat, repeat, repeat VERSE 1: Still smoking hella weed Comfy with felony Gotta keep chasing the dream Cinderella me Well if we telling things I'm in a well and scream No one was hearing me Now no one's telling me Loud if you're smelling me Gas in the recipe I like it raw coned Tobacco inhaling me I've heard the God tone Talk back and it's telling me Kill all of these rappers And haters especially And tombstones- I made em Cause make no mistake I'm a plague I'm so fatal I taze em and take em To torture and slay em These beats imma eat em debone and filet em  And roast and saute em My flow marinade em I chop like tomato Don't make ultimatums I might just flambe em And serve em I plated their verses Don't taste em I think it needs flavor Some herbage I'm rolling a spliff Homie grab a guitar I'm smelling it char I'm in hell with Jafar I'm stoned watching TV But we're in car The moment on repeat I'm scared it'll stop A big bowl of weedies And Im at the shop Try not to get greedy But I want my profit My 9 a lil peewee My 10 is a monster I'm guilty, your honor You're guiltier of it The switch in the oven Been on for a minute Not trippin, it's honestly Warm in here, innit? I'm killing it, everyone Chilled in this crypt From the mids to the chronic On this hieroglyphic We did it we got it We chop it and split it Still die for my brother As long as he's living Come back as a zombie And bite your ass with him If I die tonight know I died on a mission of livin The prince of the pigeons -------------- VERSE 2: Heres a new flow imma hit em with too Dealership told my my credit was poop I Had to go rack up and re-up and move Then took my bae out and bought her a vroom Now we got push button start, like the booth I hit record and the record gets scooped so Out of my gourd or my melon or fruit I kill it of course, till it's wearing a suit I'm telling you truths, I'm very removed Ask family, anyone close to the dude All-they-know he never come up and pull through I miss em I do. I'm twisted confused Cause I'd rather be on my grind till I'm smooth I'm missing a screw, hell I'm missing a few The mission been get it so long, got my dues But now in the mirror's no kid that y'all knew Nah, ....it's someone new Some stranger who sits-in-on your-NA-group I'm dangerous, lit and a little bit cruel I leave and get high as balloon on the moon You can be sober like some frozen food (brr)! But I'm gon' be loaded no buffering zoom I'm way too loaded, must bust on em (gunshot) Trey is a ghost he just float with his boo He's up in the air, you can see if you zoom All up in his tomb On Mary to smooth out The way that his brain Loves to poke at a bruise It's straight up insane But I cope with abuse I'm hoping it's through I'm hoping it's through But turning the page Seems to start it anew I'm all in your face Like a 'broken' tattoo Like what do you do? --_------------------------------- MUCHO LOVE.