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mijita - hai lyrics

yeah, yeah
banga
mijita

i need to get (high)
i’m ’bout to blast off (nyoom)
itchin’ for a b+tchin’ don’t p+ss me off
in rotation, everywhere all at once
weed out three blunts mix that gumbo with runs
i keep my weed real purple like taro
spanish b+tch taste just like avocado
i got nothin’ but that gas, nothin’ but that gas
your homie coughin’ real bad, let me pat your back
(where’s my motherf+ckin’ light?)

you can smell it on me
light it up, and errbody actin’ like they know me
joint short and thick, they simply a reflection of me
is you smokin’ d+ck, you really think i’m focused on you? (come on, man)
oh my god b+tch, what the f+ck is up? is you a ditidi?
reapin’ on my blunts you ain’t and smokin’ is you eatin’ weed?
universe real sweet to me, so evеry time i smoke the weed
it’s free for mе
keep he boy around he roll my trees to me

i’m on my marijuana moon, my marijuana garden
and maybe when i’m older have a marijuana daughter
crushin’ up my trees and and leftover benihana’s
turn the hood into a holiday my name madonna
real swamp b+tch, i’m posted up with six iguanas (oh my god)
lighten up three spliffs, we boutta reach nirvana
matta’ fact, before i dip
let me get a hit
mmm, thank god i get (high, high)
i’m bout to get (high, high)
i need to get (high, high)
i got to get (high, high, you know i got to get)
thank god i get (high, high, come on)
i’m bout to get (high, high, thank the lord)
i need to get (high, high)
i got to get (high, high)
thank god i get (high, high)

well let me formally introduce ya
marijuana, she’s the new, she’s my producer
i’m off the casa with my migos they all shakin’ ass
what was it s+xy said? “i hate a lame b+tch with class”
no fronter, please be a lady
light it up forget all about your narilizer
know i hit you with that, “why, i oughta”
finally pass the moon i’m lining up with the mar’s rover

in the kitchen call me karmie, way i’m inovatin’
i’m high as f+ck in this b+tch, we outside turkey bakin’
dripped out, look like we stepped out of the f+ckin’ matrix
the world is burnin’ outside, and all you b+tches basic
like, fee, fi, fo, fum
i’m sh+ttin’ on you b+tches, women, children should run
that’s godzilla, the way i’m takin’ over blockin’ the sun
head start, you got to write after i spark this blunt
(thank god i get high, high)
i’m bout to get (high, high)
i need to get (high, high)
i got to get (high, high, you know i got to get)
thank god i get (high, high, come on)
i’m bout to get (high, high, thank the lord)
i need to get (high, high, light it up, light it up)
i got to get (high, high, light it up, light it up)
thank god i get

- mijita lyrics

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