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bakcseet tokers - live this1 lyrics

[intro: jern]
b-a-k-c-s-e-e-t tokers
you know, you got this one life right?
so you might as well do sh-t with it and live it up…makes sense
so i’m gonna tell you how to live this one

[verse 1: jern]
uh
live this one
grab another glimpse of the sun before bed
she whispers that the night isn’t dead
she rolls up instead
spliff guts perfectly spread
can’t believe this is where all those shots led
from the night
what began as chugging miller lite
now i’m high as a kite
grem said i was in a fight
sorry for that sight
sunrise reaching new height
feeling taller than dwight
on her lip she feels a bite
grab her tight
living this one is your right
live this one
and realize
that everything
is alright

[chorus]
live this one
li-li-li-live this one
ohhhhhh, oh, oh-ohhhhh, oh
live this one
li-li-li-live this one
ohhhhhh, oh, oh-ohhhhh, oh

[verse 2: matthew]
eattin häagen-dazs
on the mink carpet i was blessed upon
i’m in the river with the baptist john
dipped my head under water, popped up with my polo’s on
but if my polo’s on then kreayshawn was f-ckin wrong
i call up justin beiber and turn gucci to a sing-along
sing-along
feed me dog
you know i’m in the holocaust
by the way, what happened to my f-ckin häagen-dazs
yeah
get the ‘rarri up and dancin at ’em
weed too loud, face like somethin rancid happened
can’t sleep unless i elevate
take a taste
grab your girl up by the waist
undo her p-ssy laced
now my d-ck inside her, that’s a better place

at least for us it is
got me stressin’ out like i don’t want no kids
better wrap it up, before you tap it up
get the kid a monster truck
show him how to knuckle up
if cops show up, he gets knuckle f-cked
throw fists so nice he thinks i’m dappin up

[chorus]

[verse 3: gem]
uh
ok
uh

you know
it wasn’t the plan for me to be a man
i, feel like world’s wrapped up in my hands
i’m livin’ life hope you understand
rollin’ up another couple grams
she even break the buds up in her hands
mult-tasking with a lap dance
stacking money with my rubber bands
always gettin’ b-tches that’s the plan
can’t go anywhere without the fam

[chorus]

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