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steez click - get high lyrics

[intro: se7en, rise & sdot fire]
uhh (sdot fire!)
yeah, yeah

[chorus: se7en & rise, se7en, rise]
and if you gotta blunt light it
no need to get excited
we gon’ flick a couple roaches in the ocean
then we gonna get high, yeah
i said we gonna get high, yeah
uh, and if you gotta blunt light it
no need to get excited
we gon’ flick a couple roaches in the ocean
then we gonna get high
i said we gonna get high, uh

[verse 1: se7en]
yeah, steppin’ out the crip, hop into my whip
lil momma say she wanna chill, let’s see how chill she gets (uh)
louie v bikini, i can almost see her t-ts
i kiddin’ she a trip, but she still on my d-ck
say me she wanna f-ck, i’ma l’il drunk
light my doobie up, put it in her b-tt, take another f-ck
i take another then i p-ss it
and i get some brain up in the hummer like i’m half dead, uh
we chillin’ in the shade, sippin’ lemonade, gettin’ blade
celebratin’ with my homies, cause we gettin’ pay (yeah)
i’m gettin’ money like i supposed to
invite a couple over, smoke a couple with my whole crew (fool)
but she don’t need to trip, shorties on my d-ck (uh)
give ’em real good d-ck, now i f-ckin’ all her friends
hollywood lovers, see me stuntin’ in the benz (skrrt)
with the top dropped, doin’ about a hunnid on the 10 (haha)
never [?] sippin’ on, stay and no pretend (uh)
got the all-white watch with some diamonds on the brim (yeah)
and if you meet me you can find me on the beach
with your girlfriend rollin’ up trees

[verse 2: rise]
roll and hit it, p-ss, this stash should take a second
grab a coffee, hop up in the z (uh) [?] just to k!ll some zombies
thats a in the between time from k!llin’ beats, mommy
makin’ money, paper printin’, atm, honey
occupied by countin’ zeros (yeah)
we just chillin’, sippin’ no captains save our hoe, hero (nu-uh)
must she might look good up in my [?]
thinkin’ if i take you home, there’s a chance i’ll text you back
fly back in [?]
and it’s off, another day to another coast
somewhere up high, where it’s cold and where it’s dope
i’m goin’ in like undertaker from the top rope (oh, sh-t)
the count, we win, paper [?] look kinda sh-t they shop for
flow, compare to new york’s upscale city condos, displaying [?] weeks, like hurricane-kick combos
in the pacific, bought the chili , watchin’ waves, smokin’ droves

[outro: rise]
oh f-ck, haha, sh-t, yeah, i’m f-ckin’ high, oh sh-t, hahah

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