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kidd kenna - stoner thingz lyrics

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[chorus:]
you know i had to get my money right
(aye)
i bag that b-tch she not even my type
(aye, aye, aye)
got quarter pounds of everything i like
(aye)
it’s stoner things i been living the life
(aye, aye, aye)
mind my own, don’t judge ‘cause who am i?
get that bag and then i flip it twice
liquor in the dirt for folks who died
(aye, aye, aye)
it’s stoner things i been living the life

[verse 1:]
i roll up a dutch and i go (and i go)
you hearing these rhymes that i flow? (do you hear this sh-t?)
it’s all thanks to the smoke that i blow
‘bout as f-cking smooth as eazy-e’s chevy ‘64
she send me pictures that look like a centerfold
i got my bag up and n-gg-s got cynical
tryna take my ma places she’s never been before
leave this behind tell her “don’t look over your shoulder”
then light some reefer and proceed to toke up
hold that motherf-cker ‘til you choke, (yuh!)
i been selling by the half boat, unless you talkin’ bands you don’t get smoke (no sir!)
n-gg-s know i always got the motherf-cking pack
i spent a few bands, next day i made it back
i pull up with some shooters if a n-gg- buying bags
even buy yo -ss an uber if you spend a few stacks
smoking that indo while i play nintendo 64
hotbox the 5th floor this whole party off that liquor smoke
got my money right ‘cause nothing that i do is typical
it’s stoner things for life we climbing heights like an elliptical
you know

[chorus:]
you know i had to get my money right
(aye)
i bag that b-tch she not even my type
(aye, aye, aye)
got quarter pounds of everything i like
(aye)
it’s stoner things i been living the life
(aye, aye, aye)
mind my own, don’t judge ‘cause who am i?
get that bag and then i flip it twice
liquor in the dirt for folks who died
(aye, aye, aye)
it’s stoner things i been living the life

[verse 2:]
i get the bag and i flip it, i flip it
i grow out the bud and i clip it, i clip it
i’m making some progress just look at the digits
my shorty a fan always wanna hear snippets
my shorty a customer, want a free 20 sack
if i did handouts i wouldn’t have 20 stacks
take the bag, run it up, call me the running back
before you wreck yourself lil’ n-gg- check the facts (uh)
stoner things, stoner things, stoner things
spent 3 racks on new strains
all gas, no breaks
still high as f-ck from yesterday
light it up, take it to the face
wake and bake, no cake
rehab? no thanks
stoner things, always!



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