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andrwmaars - cheech and chong lyrics

[verse]
we are making hits
i’m stu with my brother
i got to cop me ah crib on my momma
i’m finna make it put it on my kids
jay d like khaled brody got the keys
i’m a cat i’m landing on my feet
they want a verse and i cost them a fee
i told these rappers bro i got to eat
smoking dead homies new stash no weed
i was in the streets with my dawgs
if you wanna get it you’ll get it
chopper gone spray confetti
they want the wap and i want the fetti
the fendi, the fetti, the fendi
the fetti

[hook]
i got my brada
dawg that be my brada
he came from another
we beez in the trap
most of these cats
ain’t cats they’re rats
me and jay like cheech and chong
we known for the hits
we known for the songs
me and jay like cheech and chong
we known for the hits
we known for the songs
i got my brada
dawg that be my brada
he came from another
we beez in the trap
most of these cats
ain’t cats they’re rats
me and jay like cheech and chong
we’re known for the hits
we’re known for the songs
me and jay like cheech and chong
we’re known for the hits
we’re known for the songs
[verse 2]
i’m getting chunky and none of you fed me
if you are not loyal bro don’t come around me
you know i been tested, all of my opps they’re dead
i can’t say that i ain’t manifested
drugs in my system
whole body is drug infested
jay d made a beat and i blessed it
we really came from the trenches
we used to warm up the benches
now we’re chasing on guap the benjis
you know my pops need a bentley
i got my bro now we finna get paid
we selling records, we selling our pain

- andrwmaars lyrics

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