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rene brown – woodgrain lyrics

[hook]

left, right, whipping wood grain
all my n-ggas ride x3
and we gone get high with them hoes inside
tell a bad b-tch don’t blow my high
x2

[verse 1]

let’s all have a good night
roll trees get high when i p-ss by
everybody wanna roll inside
at times i wanna be alone. every time i try. it gets f-cked up
and i wind up in a wood grain truck
lucked up with a thing that can’t wait to touch
even when i fall asleep i never dreamed this much
am i losing touch?
with what really matters?
and if i did does it f-ckn matter?
cause the feel goods all that’s matters
we go left right french inhale
and i’m staring at her
and i could just imagine
if we could get a f-ckn minute to ourselves for some personal action
i didn’t even ask her
and we was heading to the room
baby we could cruise but she didn’t want to
we some grown muf-ckas
what am i to do?
close to the b-tches that’ll never approach you
and folks who
supposed to be the f-ckn truth
don’t believe the hype
that’s some sh-t to raise a toast to
this that sh-t u know you supposed to smoke to
weed so good it’ll choke you
yea i’m muf-ckn thrown
man i thought you knew

[hook]

left, right, whipping wood grain
all my n-ggas ride x3
and we gone get high with them hoes inside
tell a bad b-tch don’t blow my high
x2

[verse 2]

let’s go x2
follow me down this road
where all of my n-ggas gone roll
smoking blunts out of the window
smelling like weed everywhere that we go
chilling with hoes at the show
people ain’t ready i’m close
i couldn’t help it i’m chose
n-ggas and b-tches i’ve come for them both
put that on all that i own
let me get into the zone
rarely i answer my phone
mostly i’m just getting blown
putting my all in my songs
preying i’m right
but d-mn what if i’m wrong
what if i’m right?
got a lot on my mind
been a h-ll of a night
all this stress make us all lose sight
till i can’t see straight and i miss my flight
and we all just ride, ride
smoke and drink inside
lets get high high
i’m fcked up i can’t lie

i took six blunts to the face
i got 4 hoes at my place
now y’all got 10 reasons to hate
i guess i get it it. i’m muf-ckn great

[hook]

left, right, whipping wood grain
all my n-ggas ride x3
and we gone get high with them hoes inside
tell a bad b-tch don’t blow my high
x2

- rene brown lyrics

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