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sts - higher lyrics

[verse sts]
this that candy caddy dripping, dipping, sipping, twisting cali bud
talk that women, weed and what to wear but still get cali love
might be tripping, wishing wishing they could all be cali girls
that’s that david ruffin, [mother f-ck it?] p-ss the cali kush
sugar shorty, south west atl this what the f-ck i does
[[pen emcee??] [bending trees?] [tip?] hennessy up to my mug???]]
roll your weed and light it up, roll your weed and light it up
n-ggas ain’t as nice as us, guess that’s why they biting us
[bad case when my flow change?], i’m still growing like rogaine
i’m still rolling my weed up, and i’m still riding that ho-train
leather bikers and wallet chain, gucci belts on [???]
bump wiz khalifa and 2 chainz, sh-t got me rolling up two planes
caddy taking up two lanes, schooling n-ggas like tulane
how to f-ck a b-tch, and then duck a b-tch
cause i moved onto my new thing
her weave long, my weed strong
my weed bong got king kong in a headlock
rock bedstop, b-tch digging me like bedrock
twist the reefer like dreadlocks
my hustle game like red-tops
that’s old school like red fox
[[wear porsche design like red drop???]]
bad b-tch when my bed rocks
my [hear?] for her [hearlore??]
my weed good, i’m [pinot nore??]
cause that p-ssy good, and i’m scared for her

[hook]

[verse 2 sts]
look, this that gentleman of leisure stress the leisure –twist a trippy-stick
s 400 hybrid, i might pull up on some hippie sh-t
b-tches boppin’, n-ggas jockin’ tryin’ to get a look at this
sugar shorty, when i’m in that b-tch official gold event
recognize the older trick, purple haze you know the scent
and i don’t know what you been smoking but that sh-t will not get lit
in my cypher, it ain’t fire we will confiscate your sh-t
conversation rules the nation, i might confiscate your b-tch
f-ck that, let me talk my sh-t –f-ck that let me spark my spliff
usually don’t give two-f-ck about these hoes that want to screw us, who us
bear with me because it gets worse, bear with me i roll this verse
smoking on the finest piece of cali when i goto work
you know me, i go berserk
drop that beat, it will get murked
religion ain’t my izm, but this pimpin’ got them screamin’ church
religion ain’t my izm, but this pimpin’ got them screamin’ church

[bridge]

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