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prodigy x boogz boogetz - clouds lyrics

[hook]
man i’m so fly i’m in the sky
i might just float on a cloud, a cloud, a cloud
i blow my la i get so high
and no i ain’t coming down, ming down, ming down
smoke my smoke, drink my drink
i got so much to get off my brain
smoke my smoke, drink my drink
i got so much to get off my brain
smoke my smoke, drink my drink
i got so much to get off my brain

[verse 1: prodigy]
infamous in this b-tch
prodigy got bars on deck, he’s nothing i am
wicked mind nah like hit ya, run through the b-tch like a tyrant
homeboy i’m trying to chill and get paid
get home girl and go our way
through the streets of new york city
swing through the hood, pop a little don p
yeah that’s my name
i just be me, i ain’t got no game
maybe that’s why she on my love
come to my house smoke all of my drugs
and she go home knees burnt
we be f-cking on all of my rugs
i’m bout it bout it just like m-o-b-b be until i’m done

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[verse 2: boogz boogetz]
i done smoked like thirty something blunts
but i’m trying to hit mo’
rolling up something sticky getting stoned
like a hippy everything looking like a disco
twist it up, twist it up, got a drink in my cup
yes sir we about to get dough
make a toast to the flashlight, got my cash right
living good so that’s why we sip slow
kiss me in the old school looking like pimping
top laid back, get a roof, gonna miss it
double stop phone, caught me in my zone
b-tches blowing up my phone man these hoes be tripping
off good weed, red wine, blowing up in them headlines
one time for my n-ggas in the struggle
all my n-ggas that ain’t gone and my homies doing fed time
look i’ma live it up, put the piff in rotation
had to switch it up to a different location
pockets so fat, i be throwing racks
shorty make that -ss clap like a standing ovation
round of applause, round of applause
i’ma make them hoes strip down to the drawers
me and prodigy undergrizzy when we rep it for the city
so you know we tore down every town that we toured

[hook]

[refrain: boogz boogetz]
man i’m on clouds i just took that
that wax is no f-cking joke, no joke, no joke
my white girl with me she roll up
but don’t smoke, says she need c0ke, need c0ke, need c0ke

[verse 3: boogz boogetz]
i be smoking in the weston
matches on the floor, rooms service at the door
who ordered a bottle, let’s order some more
p-ss me the purple, i’m [?] a four
leaning off the pimp c, full cup now it’s empty
a block worth fifty
no do you watch, have the driver come and get me
they think i’m obama from how dark the tints be
just spilled lean in my brand new benzi
guiseppes and they looking so crazy
i ain’t been around ’cause i been on tour lately
sending out cash for my mom’s rent late fee
state to state living on the road, i be on the road
i be going through os
bring me a pound ’cause i’m in your town
we in rotation, that merry-go-round

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- prodigy x boogz boogetz lyrics

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