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Lit I Don T Get It

it doesn't hurt you I don't get it I don't get why we can't smoke Just because you say it's bad What mother nature chose to grow I don't get it I don

it doesn't hurt you I don't get it I don't get why we can't smoke Just because you say it's bad What mother nature chose to grow I don't get it I don

) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour me a little (Put your hands up) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour me a little (Take it to the floor) Stop, pop, don't drop Pour

t no game to me, this is my career Throw me a mic, plug it in, "Bet!" I won't be happy til the dancefloor's wet I ain't no rookie, I'm a microphone vet

get hurt I'm crazy mad but my fans want autographs I turn my angry frowns into fake laughs I can't be rude 'cause they wouldn't understand I ain't human

can do it 'til tomorrow I beat it up like Harpo Snoopy, I go hard, baby, yes Kissin' on yo' chest then I'm diggin' out your stress I won't stop 'til

it Don't let that cat to my man, money aight and shit Them new cats was plottin to get them I'm coming back let them Greatin ass faggot you pussy, this

cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said Settle ya fuckin ass down I'm ready for combat, man Get it calm Batman? Nah, ain't

bite that Day in the life, ain't nothin' nice how I hit 'em up Hands high get 'em up, cash tried lit 'em up Regret that? Countin' my stack I had to wet