Released on December 6, 2011

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[Chorus]

Girl you hella high

I can see it in your eyes

And you stuck in the clouds

Now it's time to dick yo ass down

Shawty said she only blow loud

She ain't gotta make a sound

Im bout to dick yo ass down girl

Im bout to dick yo ass down

Bad bitches and blunts

Ballin like the first of the month

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Sam I am

I unbuckle my belt

While she pickin' up ?

Get her wetter than Gilligan get on his Island

Got her sayin' my name like my first name Thyrain

Tell tell her pay attention like my rant

Blood stain green look like Heineken

How blow we gon get who knows

She said she never been this before, kudos

Old kush can never be too old

She already had 2 shots she like just two more

She said she got friends from ?

I hope these hoes ain't too old

She 19 but they 22 doe

And they say they brought a box full of Nuvo


[Chorus]


[Verse 2]

Oooh shit... what's in that bong?

Never mind that girl, what's in that thong?

She like damn, this my song, puffing like Sean Coombs

Slap the ass, hit like Toby but bitch I don't need no comb

She tell me where to go; orange cones

Everything loud; megaphone

Nigga calm down, lower your tone

Your weed is like your phone at work; silent mode

Shes twerking like she's tryna hurt me

Girl, contain that ass, like mercury

Shes hot, shot up on mercury

But shes still chillin' with a nigga currently

I make it rain, like limited edition currency

She a 0'10, go to Bowling Green

Fuck a pot of gold I'd rather have a pot of green

Don't know about me ask, yahoo, google, bing


[Chorus x2]