Weed I Love That Ricky Hil

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Black Lincoln, what the fuck you really thinkin?
Out of state plates, drivin' when I'm drinkin'
I'm not sippin' and trippin'
I be piffin' and trippin'
Mix this shit in my kitchen
Just so I could feel different

Bitch, I need bars for these bars
Bitch, I love American cars
And ho, I stay paranoid
'Cause all the cops know who we are

Ride around, white boy, making sounds
Young bitch rollin' up, both rollin' give a fuck
Muhfucka, what up
Tell her ho, shut up
Tell her ho, suck it up
Like a champ
Lit like a lamp
Pills in my Dickie pants
Who the fuck you think I am?
Fuck that, you'll never understand

So I let her go
Sittin' low, high as shit, eyes low
I heard that when you mix this shit, that makes you die slow

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