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weedz one - rick & morty lyrics

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intro:

yo, weedz one. f+ck yeah woully, let’s get ‘em brudda
shouts zako, shouts dsilv, shouts dadski

verse 1: weedz one

yo, aye

yeah i was a little bit bad
bricked out xans got me acting mad
only gonna spit these facts
got the 6 pack like a giga chad

but none of that white girl sh+t no cruisers
loot yas take ya buds ya chains ya boys and the shooters
you can run and hide but can’t lose us
clueless but we running this f+ck these losers

it feels too good when i grip this check
all i can say i’m lovin these tits and s+x
snapping pics with your b+tch in my bed
and these days i’d chund if i did my ex

i didn’t expect you to be perplеxed
did briggs get burned yеt?
i’ll leave him served next
worse yet i’ve got this deadly curse set
got an +rs+nal could leave these spurs dead
make ‘em look back for another second
always dreadin
motherf+ckin f+ggot
better watch where he’s stepping
little boy better know
that i’m headed to his house
just to go and burn it down
like a psycho k!ller clown

maybe i can’t, but i know that jerry can
so i light my smoke, spark that jerry can
f+ck my rivals i got way too many bands
and we’re coming for ya life, go get ready man

i’d shove a shotty barrel up your ass
pull that trigger watch 2 sh+lls blast
covered in blood but my cover don’t last
it’s like playing postal in the middle of class

only getting buzzed off 12 shots now
got ya crew knocked out and ya noose locked down
can’t half tell if you’re a goose or a clown
you threaten me again and i’ll make you drown

come on woolly wolf we gotta show these hoes
how we spit the flows yeah watch me go
jackass like johnny better know i’m on a grind
jared allen, don’t hit me with a purse this time!
my bars knock you flat like a tidal wave
didn’t mean to cop 5 stars, gta
blew up a plane, and i got too blazed
yeah i f+cked my life then the army came!

verse 2: woully

bars go crazy, bars go nuts
middle fingers up to these f+ckin’ c+nts
spazz on a feature, different breed
yeah, i am the creature learn from me

but i ain’t the teacher call me satan
but i ain’t the preacher
boys in the back
f+cked off this henny and reefer

yeah

stretching the bars, i think they elastic
she go crazy, i think she a spastic
she call me star so i must be patrick
3 in a row, shane warne with the hat+trick

bro wants deals, but i don’t tick
all these bars gonna make you sick
he is morty, but i am rick
been stuck in a trap
24/7 we doin this rap
circles and cycles we running these laps
i never lack, dropping the back to backs
you know woully on a tear so i come to attack

and i’m sick of the wack!
woully and vancey put taz on the map!
catching an op and he got gapped
scorin’ a goal they call ronaldo
featherweight champ and i am aldo!

- weedz one lyrics

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