daz dillinger - cutie pie (remix) lyrics
smoke weed, f-ck hoes
roll another one, get blown
stay fresh all day
cutie pie, my b-tch!
i smoke weed by the truck, blow forward drive
i let them girls to’ weed, i’m down to five
‘ to the oc gimmie the op
f-ck a girl scout, gimmie some og!
s-xy b-tch, you bang it out perfect
search your grind, she working, she work you!
that’s my home girl, she a motherf-cking hustler
she get cash and she banging a b-st-rd
big respect, i need love and a’
a hundred fifty to sip, baby girl, that’s fine!
kush by the book, blood by the kush
one .. it is, god d-mn your hook
pom-poms black wood, represent your papers
blazing up bullsh-t, i’mma be the hater
don’t speak with n-gg-s, strippers spoke with b-tches
take six point grands roll it in the swisher
man, i put it in the air,
cause we don’t give a f-ck, n-gg- we don’t care!
in california, we ain’t going to jail
if the police pull up then we smell that smell!
show them the’ and pull up hard
then i hit the boulevard and’
call up a b-tch, get chilling with’
is that n-gg- dead with the big -ss
like that, that!
cutie pie you’re the reason why
(you’re the reason why)
i love you so, i don’t want you to go
your.. makes me feel so sure
and i smoke weed, f-ck hoes
roll another one, get blown
stay fresh all day
cutie pie, my b-tch!
cutie pie, you’re brightening my day
(bright me up!)
impossible for me to stay away (yeah!)
lately, hazy, got my head going round
want you to know how much i love you, so
lately, hazy, got my head going round
want you to know see much you mean to me!
you’re the girl who makes me feel so good!
uh, if the ‘ don’t f-ck with some’
..to my senorita into my mamacita.
break you down, put your hands on the grind
back and forth, forth and back, i’m right behind you
every day to the beat by your ride
i’m smoking the drive, i slide, and glide
hot in the clouded sky in the wind
black bottles down the’ started counting major’
stacks upon stacks, racks upon racks
the weed ‘. with the shacks upon shacks
smoke the big snoop dog with the spit
make the’
n-gg-, i did that, came’
now i was kushing out’ for art to define it
i get it in the morning, much at night
cook the blood in the oven, the smoke oh so right
n-gg-, f-ck it down
i roll it out in the ‘come f-ck with that!
smelling like the dime when baby walk by
she a cutie pie, what’s your truth behind?
uh, i smell the weed on you
is it kush i’m pushing? you tell me!
i want to know! yeah!
(you are a cutie pie)
make you feel so good!
my cutie pie!
you’re the girl, make me feel good tonight!
cutie pie you’re the reason why
(you’re the reason why)
i love you so, i don’t want you to go
your.. makes me feel so sure
and i smoke weed, f-ck hoes
roll another one, get blown
stay fresh all day
cutie pie, my b-tch!
[outro:]
all the cutie pies out there, i see you
blow it, blow it!
show it like you want
cause i see you, i see you!
oh yeah, hit me on tweeter!
and death, think of death
i mean, uh, and daz dillinger
the real daz dillinger
you b-tch! post the pictures, let me see what it is!
b-tches smoking like i’m smoking
let the world grind, yeah!
check it out, see you
you’re the girl that makes me so good
yeah, smoke weed motherf-ckers!
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