Kunci: G# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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it makes me so high
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Cen timeters dotting,
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so high
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it makes me so high
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Centimeters got me so high
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Yo I'm a little burnt out,
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I need to smoke again baby
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I'm mixing some hash and
some opium maybe
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don't threaten me with the good time
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And the stash that I have,
well it looks kind
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But please, your bag is seedy
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My trees are in tears like Scalabrini
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Your dudes muffed dive,
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One hit'll get all you little chumps high
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Stick it, ick it, my sister's mad gooey
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Got my eyes looking like
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Kodeki Ma sui
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Eyes slanted, watch the guy panic
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Paranoid, hungry,
need a wise sandwich
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I blow out a cloud,
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They can smell my weed all
the way in Hyannis
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I'm so high,
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I think I'm on the wrong property
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Jamaica weed, it makes me so
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high
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Centimeters got deep, so high
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Jamaica weed,
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it makes me so high
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Ah, centimeters got
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me so high
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Ay yo, roll it up, light it up
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Pass on the cannabis, what a planet is
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Get it lit, let me have a hit
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Got Tostek, that white widow
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Might hit you like a high kick
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What nice crystals, come and try this
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I is Dr. Green Thumb, nice to meet you
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Provide the trees, dude,
what you need?
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Sour diesel? Kindly please
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Step this way,
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you gettin' high with me
THC and sativa,
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put your mind at ease
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got midrose and calicush
this chem dawg is bad as bush
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I brought my pipe on some papers
Just rolled it right,
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I love the taste of that northern lights
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So finally the herbs come around
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Keith and Deason we smokin',
we in need of the potion
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Crime not MC, I burn it down
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Breathe it deep and I hold it,
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it be keepin' me focused
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Jamaica weed, it makes me so
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high
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Centimeters got me so
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high
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Jamaica weed,
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it makes me so high
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Centimeters got me so
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high
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So if I didn't smoke trees,
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I'd be richer by four G's
I'm leaving the session
with throat bleeds
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doin' shotguns with a blunt rode
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Step in my scythe,
show you all them cats that'll front most
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for rollin' my grams
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So many trees hit my fingers,
it grows in my hands
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absorbin' all the oils from bombs
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They said I wrote a camp,
I rap like the foyer was hard
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Uh, first I'm gon' roll it up, uh
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Then I'm gon' light it up, uh
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Then I'm gon' smoke it up,
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it's inhale, exhale,
let me roll my dutch
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Uh, who got that urban hair?
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Especially those trees with
we gon' kick those trees
Put the shit at ease, we go burnin' chia
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You know this weed, I'm smokin',
man, it just keeps me open
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It puts my feet in motion,
most cats know I speak the notion
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Chia, and a bunch of us droll blazin',
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burnin' blunts to my face
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I can't fuck with your rotation
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Jamaica weed,
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it makes me so high
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Scent in me has gotten so high
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Jamaica weed makes me so
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high
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Centimedia's got me so high
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