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Would ya leave

Would ya leave

We got that (we got that)

Would ya leave

We got weed

We got this (we got this)

Tell your friends, bring they friends

We can rash (we can rash)

If it ain't that fire we gon' tell them that

Tell 'em we got that

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

Yeah, what you need girl

Yeah, you know my weed on 93, yes

Don't nobody get as high as we, Skate

Don't nobody get as high as us, um

Can you turn up for the crew baby, yeah

We gon' get loose baby

Take shots as they rockin' they goose baby

Yeah, you lovin' this live so tell the truth baby

I be on a mission

I be whippin' up this music in the kitchen

Anything that you need

I get it scenty

I get the most high let me fenty, oh my

What you need girl?

Yeah, we got it

Get it og

Back with rolie hit it allie

Down in Cali where it so cheap

We gon' get them sent right here to buy four som'

Got dabs

Got kush

Got the whole 9

Say you smoke with I smoke but it's your type

Got the LA weed, man it's so live

Tell my homie in the ronie it takes no time

You can do how we do it, you gets no shine

And we comin' for the top with no cool shine

And we got what you want, that is no lie

Would ya leave

Would ya leave

We got that (we got that)

Would ya leave

We got weed

We got this (we got this)

Tell your friends, bring they friends

We can rash (we can rash)

If it ain't that fire we gon' tell them that

Tell 'em we got that

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

Come on

Whatcha need

Whatcha need

No we got that (got it)

Got the west coast gear come and top that

Boy jur pull up with a ziploc

While I'm in the studio cookin' up all this hip-hop (smell good)

Whatcha need

Whatcha need

Got the loud pack (loud)

You can guarantee that Imma bring the crowd back

If she give me the chewy just like a sour patch

Right after we fuck she be like "where the Lord at?" (damn)

We just rollin' up inside my place

Take a fat dab to the face (oh Lord)

Face kickin' so hard in the place

I don't need a fuckin' shot cuz the weed so great (nah)

Ballin' with the boys we don't need a fuckin' (?)

We just weed, drank we got all of the above

It's a real party know we got a lot at drugs

Everybody be spittin' apart the nug

All I wanna do is ball out with my friends (with my friends)

And I'm puttin' on, I'm puttin' on for them (I'm puttin' on for them)

Yeah, I'm grindin'

Oh, I'm grindin'

'til the end (I'm grindin')

I said

I'm grindin'

Oh, I'm grindin'

'til the end

Would ya need

Would ya need

We got that (we got that)

Would ya leave

We got weed

We got this (we got this)

Tell your friends, bring they friends

We can smash (we can smash)

If it ain't that fire we gon' tell them that

Tell 'em we got that

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

We got that We got it

We got that

We got it

Alright we cool

Skate ft. Mac Marley – текст


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