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letra de rollie - doobie

[verse 1]
don’t you love it when the codeine drop
the same color as in my cup
yeah, you know we hot
got the oven in the glove
i’m finna show these rocks
spend a dub and join a club
how you trappin’ but you wrote that kind that make my shoulders shrug
b-tch, i’m a monster when i’m drunk
how i mix 2 different strands and make a salad with the blunt
why yo blunt so god d-mn fat cause i don’t waste no woods
if the lean don’t got the seal then the deals no good

[hook]
and ever since i put that rollie on my wrist
i been on different time (what time)
she ain’t show me love back then
and now she wanna know me
ain’t that some sh-t (now she wanna know me)
girl, you must be all the way out yo mind
girl, you know you really ain’t sh-t (you ain’t sh-t)
but i know i ain’t sh-t
[verse 2]
yeah, i know that i ain’t sh-t
never had a pot that i could p-ss
i make something out of nothing
i was scared and that fake sh-t that you wearin’
i’ma keep you in my prayers (yeah, yeah)
should have put your jeweler in a casket (casket)
i close the curtains, they can’t see who’s in the back
(who in the back)
i’m pushin’ lean, i’m starting to feel like i’m a activist (activist)
i saw your b-tch, boy that’s your fault, you should’ve patented it
do me doobie, i just spend 10 bands on a cuban
got a couple m’s on my plan that’s a brewing
i just smoke an l to the face but i ain’t lose it (it’s doobie)

- doobie

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