letra de kick it - 03 greedo
[hook]
crusin’ through your city whole car smelling funky
drunker than a b-tch and my l stay chunky
chokin’ on the smoke got a n-gga like huhhhgghh
got a couple more bottles in the back full of kush
let’s kick it, kick it, kick it, get on it, kick it, kick it, kick it
i tell a b-tch let’s kick it, kick it, kick it (yes)
[verse]
all i need is some drums and the clap sound
imma make a beat with the bottles in the background
cos i’m gone of the hennessy
all the kush smoke make a n-gga lose his energy
sicilian kush clinic say it come from italy
i looked him in the eye said, ‘you gotta be kidding me’
rushed me out the door, thеy was trying to get rid of me
i smoked it in thе car and i thought i was in italy
d-mn this weed got me feeling stronger than a pill to me
kind of make an x pill really not appeal to me
what the f-ck i’m talking i’m off 3 pills h-lla geeked
24 hour boy so that mean i never sleep
hey, we grindin’ while you sleepin’
get the flips all wet like we divin’ off the deep end
i ain’t slept all week and it’s already the weekend
excuse my tone baby i been drinkin’
[hook]
crusin’ through your city whole car smelling funky
drunker than a b-tch and my l stay chunky
chokin’ on the smoke got a n-gga like huhhhgghh
got a couple more bottles in the back full of kush
let’s kick it, kick it, kick it, get on it, kick it, kick it, kick it
i tell a b-tch let’s kick it, kick it, kick it (yes)
[verse]
now i ain’t got no navigation but i need your information
and now i’m losing patience, i’m too drunk for all this chasin’
the boy just pulled me over and i hate to keep you waitin’
well, why d’you speed by sir? i thought that we was racin’
but excuse me officer, i’m trying to have a conversation
and i hope you can’t smell all the weed that i was blazin’
she called me by government and said, ‘what are you thinkin’?’
i said, ‘b-tch you don’t know me, don’t you ever call me jason!’
i’m way too loaded and i think i need some f-cking help
the cop is looking at me cos i said my name is something else
i apologise sir, i don’t mean to provoke you
he said, ‘drive safely, it’s all good i smoke too’
i asked no questions and i smashed off fast
the car ain’t mine and it got bad tags
plus the light came on and i still ain’t got gas yet
my phone lost reception and i never got the address
[hook]
crusin’ through your city whole car smelling funky
drunker than a b-tch and my l stay chunky
chokin’ on the smoke got a n-gga like huhhhgghh
got a couple more bottles in the back full of kush
let’s kick it, kick it, kick it, get on it, kick it, kick it, kick it
i tell a b-tch let’s kick it, kick it, kick it (yes)
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