
It Blows My Mind Snoop Dogg (Ft. Pharrell Williams)
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[Intro]
You should smokes with me
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Snoop Dogg]
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
It blows my mind
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Blowin' chronic to me, it's like a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and listen to me
Don't go against me, fool, go with me
We could blow it all together, like Bobby Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got somethin' in common
They could search a nigga, but they never findin' my bomb
And I got the stash, spot, my cash got
Lot of motherfuckers pumpin' police shots
I'm not the one, nigga, you can call me the two
Bob Marley reincarnated, pupils dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated, many times
You surprised how I made it, huh? You hate it, huh?
But you know, I ain't even trippin'
I'm splittin' that swisher up, plottin' on the come up (Yeah)
I'm livin' my life, and never putting my gun up
Drinkin' my drink, and I'ma smoke that blunt
You should smokes with me
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Snoop Dogg]
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
The chronic's blowin'
It blows my mind
[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Blowin' chronic to me, it's like a tradition to me
I got the pi-doun, so sit down and listen to me
Don't go against me, fool, go with me
We could blow it all together, like Bobby Brown and Whitney
Yeah, we got somethin' in common
They could search a nigga, but they never findin' my bomb
And I got the stash, spot, my cash got
Lot of motherfuckers pumpin' police shots
I'm not the one, nigga, you can call me the two
Bob Marley reincarnated, pupils dilated
Emancipated, concentrated, debated, rated, many times
You surprised how I made it, huh? You hate it, huh?
But you know, I ain't even trippin'
I'm splittin' that swisher up, plottin' on the come up (Yeah)
I'm livin' my life, and never putting my gun up
Drinkin' my drink, and I'ma smoke that blunt
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