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Tryna Smoke (Remix)
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Chris Brown
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Wassup man, what you want? Ayy, man, let me get a eighth, man You want a eighth? You want that fat eighth or a little eighth? How much money you got? Get out my pockets homie, let me just get a regular eighth Alright well, come on in, don't touch nothin' either Smell this, this is, I just got this right here from Cambodia, it's a Cambodia Crispy This ain't no Cambodia Crispy Look, man, okay, I'ma be honest, that's really CBD Just give me thirty-seven dollars and you can have that If I could fly I would probably never come down With all of the bullsh*t confusion on the ground I wish that I was high 'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud So I'm gonna call the bros Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now" I'm tryna smoke I'm so high, I'm so high, I'm so high-ah-ah That's just how I get by-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Lift that bird to the motherf**king sky-ah-ah That's that pill, that's that fire, fire-ah-ah (I'm tryna smoke) Don't you cry, don't you cry, I-I-I ain't full high I'ma ride it, I just need to put my mind at ease (Yeah) Someone tell my baby mama I'm just tryna keep the peace I ain't here for all that drama, I'm tryna smoke
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