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jay 187 - hi in dallas lyrics

parked at the park in my truck
pouring up the drank while we rollin up a blunt
meth head in the alley already drunk
ugk bump while we rollin through the funk
on my way to dallas & we steady cruising, abusing, & bruising
those who wanna see us losing
smoke tricks in the whip
h-lla stoned, its amusing
gotta put in, ain’t n0body mooching
looking for some hoochies
fiening for that coochie
can’t spend a dime cause i spent it all on gucci
looking h-lla bougie
looking for some bud, b-tch im tryna score like the fugees
plug had some loud “sour diesel/bluecheese”
hes just tryna’ chase cause im f-cking with his cutie in the bootie
dont try and run up, you gone catch a two piece
my piece split your wig into two piece
no peace, you deceased
flee from 12 my shoes get creased
these pigs ain’t sl!ck, man they guns need grease
the night ain’t done, enjoy with ease
f-ck b-tches,get money, do as you please
gone with the wind of time like smoke in the breeze
lost in the sp-ce, life’s cold and i freeze
try and spring but i fall like debris
drink and smoke, just to appease
don’t care if it offends im not here to please

shake that please dont stop
please dont stop
better shake it for a pimp
f-ck her so good she walk with a limp
all my blunts fat never smoking on skimp
she call me “crawdaddy” but i ain’t got no shrimp
f-ckin wit a man b-tch i never been a wimp. uhh

smokin n smokin n smokin
smokin n smokin n smokin
smokin n smokin n smokin
smokin n rollin n smokin

-cut that b-tch off-

run from the cops never run from the opps
pack two glocks while i bump 2pac
get chopped on the spot
can’t see y’all, cause y’all are getting cropped
ima never stop
ima keep coming like when the hoes bop
if i need some money i’ma sell my hoes tw-t
i just want to smash, i just want some top
cold with the hoes, word to guwop
pop pop pop we getting it in
ain’t got no ends but i’m tryna buy a benz
before i smash i ain’t tryna be friends
im tryna play nintendo smoking an extendo
momma still home so we blow it out the window
b-tch asked “what are we?”
“me no comprendo”
now i just wanna be friends hoe
stop where you at
finna pop a xan, wyling out like the taliban
think im jackie chan with the talisman…
but im just a c0ked out mexican

high, we rollin
high, we rollin
high, we rollin, we high and we rollin

yeah n-gga u ain’t know? n-gga you ain’t know
man we finna roll up

-cut that b-tch off-

- jay 187 lyrics

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