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chris webby – got a problem lyrics

[hook: mike jerz]
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think got a problem

[verse 1: chris webby]
i got a problem and my brain is moving slower than f-ck
there’ll be a foot of snow in h-ll before i’m sobering up
i got my dutchie in the cobra clutch
high as f-ck, eyes gl-ssy while i roll up a blunt
got my windows rolling up, cruising baking out the whip
starting with that beaster bud, then i upgraded it to piff
always got a joint lit and my bubbler packed
blunt wrapped in twenty secs
no one’s f-cking with that
got my sticky sour diesel and my ak-47
purple kush and northern lights, open the bag and you’d be smelling
the most incredible fragrance, roll it up and blaze it
if you got a problem to, then follow when i say it

[hook: mike jerz]
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think got a problem

[verse 2: chris webby]
some people say that weed will not affect they way you live
they say that it’s not a problem but my po thinks it is
i’m just tryna roll a fatty up, homie mind your biz
so what if i’m half r-t-rded from that purple that i twist
burning like [?]
all this f-ckin thc in my system is drivin’ me
to absolutely insanity, i know you understandin’ me
just to get out of bed i got to roll myself a gram or three
still you know my gram will be impeccable, incredible
even if my handwriting is hardly ever legible
mary jane’s my baby girl, put her on a pedestal
[?] any time your l is full

[hook: mike jerz]
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think got a problem

[verse 3: chris webby]
i got a problem, showin’ up to rehab with a weed bag, i need that
roll it, light it, smoke it then repeat that
i been strung out on c0ke, got a dependency to ecstasy
did so many pharmaceuticals i should be [?]
now i gotten old, learned a lot up in the game
all i really need beside me is my baby mary jane
sh-t i’m runnin’ low on cells in my brain
i lost my motherf-ckin’ marbles
doctor can’t your nurses tell i’m insane
so lock me up and throw away the key
just let me bring an eight with me
some papers and a lighter i don’t care where they be taking me
so roll a j for me, baby ride with me
puff puff p-ss, till my people gettin’ high with me

[hook: mike jerz]
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think i got a problem
addicted to marijuana
i think got a problem

- chris webby lyrics

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