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dotcom remix - hate bein sober (dotcoms festival) lyrics

d-mn i hate being sober, i’m a smoker
fredo a drinker, tadoe off molly water
we can’t spell sober
ballout roll up, when we roll up b-tches be on us
all the hoes they love smoking, and love drinking
anti-sober, for no reason
cause we can’t spell sober
ya know us, we smoke strong bruh
watch me roll up
cause i can’t spell sober
on my tour bus we get dumb high you’s a floor boy
fredo got a hangover he toting a cobra
last night he was shooting sh-t up like o-dog
reesy rollin, tadoe got hoes on mollies
chief sosa, ballout, we high riding ‘raris
my b-tches love drinking, some love smoking
let my alcoholic b-tch hit the dutch, she start choking
call up d-money, now we throw money
all these b-tches off the sh-ts walk around like some zombies
call up d-money, now we throw money
all these b-tches off the sh-ts walk around like some zombies
we got 100 pounds of this sh-t, my stash house with them bricks
my pockets filled with them stacks, my b-tch be gone off a flat
she a hot tamale when she pop a molly, it’s time to party, we party hard
drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, drink and smoke it, we high for sure
i came in back of that rolls, n-gg- i ain’t stuntin’ them hoes
i trick a b-tch to suck dis lond -ss d-ck
trick, what you spend on her, we spend on clothes
too young for me she want sosa, shooters in the range rover
that’s gbe, when them two-two-threes get to flyin’ b-tch its over
see my ring chain and my rolex when i’m flexin’
b-tch i got to get mine, n-gg- get outta line, i check ‘em
see this gangsta’s sh-t done to perfection
n-gg- better believe me, i make it look easy
my weed so strong, my cheese so long
roll so many joints soon i might need a lung
spend so many grands that i might need some bands
that’s your b-tch why she acting like she need a man?
i’m faded, talking mills cause i made it
talking pounds cause i smoke it
talking game cause i played it
i’m wasted, rose thats my favorite
og kush, you can taste it
buying cris’ by the cases
i hate being sober
dont smell no one smoking
me and my n-gg-s gon’ roll up
believe they gon’ fire on you
you think you could roll up
you smoke by the ounce
well b-tch, i smoke by the pound ‘cause

- dotcom remix lyrics

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