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evil pimp - vaccume hit lyrics

don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit

can’t help this smoke i’m pumping just like chimney till’ i choke
i cutted the power flower but some people call it dope
and lots of people always say that smoking ain’t ok
but even don’t see no problems say and know they smoking hay
i picked the milly g my n+gga ask him where the blunt
he goes into his blue jean pocket and he rolls it up
i smoke a lot of the green leaf n+gga i guess i am a bean
to me this weed is herby ’cause this only what i breath
my lungs are keep them full of that indo ’till i can’t smoke no more
don’t care about chasing late night women, chronic over hoes
i’d rather trip or be my gotta be eye and weighting the green
this n+gga be trying to fill my bag with sticks and not just seeds
i want the green don’t see my n+gga man you can keep the stems
some dope and sticky sticky to just make my eyeb+lls dim
i’m smoking so much dude that i’m a busta have a stroke
just come and ask the intergrade cheaper boot is what i smoke
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
don’t babysit my blunt, or slob and spit my sh+t
you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit

dont n+gga be wanting to hit that blunt they better put it down
they tryna be giving me superpowers, strong as 20 men
the roaches yeah i smoke them to least don’t go to waste
that boof is so good and sticky i could use this sh+t as paste
i hotbox chevy smoking blunts on jesus i’m so high
i know that this is impossible but i felt like i could fly
i’d like some fresh baked dough house cookies i can’t get enough
my heart beat increasing with every that hit i take another puff
don’t babysit my blunt you b+tch and then i slob and spit. you didn’t put no ends on this, so don’t you vacuum hit
i dropped in town, i’m be so fat that jamaican will couldn’t miss
i’m beaming so baby don’t b+tches just have i don’t given like cover this ditch
and please don’t hit my cycle try to hand me dirt or swag
i kirby me a digital scale to weigh the skimpy bags
this constant cheaper reefer get my mind out of control
a lotta just sit in the coffin and worries on tv with been in some blow

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