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This my type of shit (aye) This my type of shit (aye) Got ma-ri-juana-a-a (oh yeah) This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip (aye) This my type of shit, when I pull up to that (shit) This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP (aye) This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that (hey) Stumblin' all in the party, yeah we 'bout to get this shit started (aye) I got the baby face, so at the bar, I still getting carded (yup) All of this shit I'mma do tonight probably forget in the morning Shit, finna' roll me up another one, I ain't been smoking enough I'm 'bout to enjoy this I feel alright (I feel alright) My crew too live (my crew too live) I don't even know why (I don't even know why) Oh man, I'm high (oh man, I'm high) I ain't even gon' lie (I ain't even gon' lie) Baby don't mind (baby don't mind) Shit, she still gon' ride 'til the end of the night 'Cause I be in L.A Smoke weed everyday Fuck what you say SongtexteWe be getting paper Hey, you so fake You all in the way You needa' get your weight up This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip, aye This my type of shit, when I pull up to that (shit) This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP (aye) This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that (hey) Sorry God, I know I said I'll never drink again But I take it back, I'm going up all weekend I've been working so hard lately, I'm starting to feel like I need this Anytime that I hit the dance-floor, you ain't tryin' battle me bitch! Start with the right cheek, go to the left cheek, back to the right cheek All of them ass cheeks, how in the hell did you fit 'em in them damn jeans? Wait, how did you do that? Give da' girl room, everybody better move back Tryna' dance wit' ya' boo, get a chance wit' ya' boo Gon' hit a little two-step 'Cause We fly Alright Got ma-ri-juana (marijuana) We got a lighter (lighter) I'm getting too drunk (too drunk) I need some water (water) Now put your hands up (hands up) We wanna party with a (party with a) This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip This my type of shit, when I pull up to that (shit) This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP (aye) This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that (hey) I'm zoning Niggas takin' dabs Yawnin', passin' out, not waking up 'til three in the morning Honestly, I'm floating I just brought a bag of God's greatest green grass to share with everyone that I knowin' Obviously we been smokin' Eyes barely open from the weed Used to smoke 'em with them champs So you know it ain't no seeds Raw paper, what you need? Passin' out from bong rips Long trips Mickey D's Smokin' M's wit' them g's Roll another one We fly Alright Got ma-ri-juana (marijuana) We got a lighter (lighter) I'm getting too drunk (too drunk) I need some water (water) Now put your hands up (hands up) We wanna party with a (party with a) This my type of shit, when I hop up in my whip This my type of shit, when I pull up to that (shit) This my type of shit, when I turn up in the VIP (aye) This my type of shit, when I'm rolling up that (hey!) Aus Songtexte Mania