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letra de trip to jamaica - notgreg

[into: notgreg]
all right listen
this that day one sh-t right here
this that sh-t everyone been waitin on
craig and jeremy welly gang had to put out the blunt just to record this
and i ain’t even playin jeremy been with me before all y’all before college we were gettin high after wrestling practice riding around in my old buick you already knew who it was
taught each other to dress fresh
freestyles always spit the best
the roasts won’t ever go to rest
never arrested we must be blessed
and i just gotta be real this man my f-ckin dog we been through everything now we bouta k!ll a track together it’s only uphill from here we never switched up craig and jeremy let’s go

[verse 1: notgreg]
who this on the beat? realest in welly
everyone smell me, we walkin with tree
just like elvis presley, appropriately
dressed for whatever the occasion might be
we rollin up leaves whether purple or green
there’s no sticks in my seed like there’s no i in team
always pre rolled, ain’t smokin no bowls
keep blunts on our tongues keepin you on your toes
ain’t talkin bout rose, my flower got power
you tryna match? i’ll be there in an hour
my watch is a shower, higher than the towel
we the next movement and not in your bowel
we smokin on loud tree bark like a howl
hotboxin the whip while police on the prowl
throwin out tobacco those prices are whacko
wood hit like a tackle no wrap use an apple

[hook: notgreg]
pack your stuff
this a trip to jamaica
i don’t bluff
when i say this medication
got tree by the acre
like we in jamaica
pack the blunt
this a trip to jamaica

[verse 2: notgreg]
no one flyer, p-ss the fire
plug for hire, f-ck a wire
if you ask who are the g.o.a.t.s they’ll tell you notgreg and uriah
i’m a tire, come with rubbers
spillin ash all on my covers
stealin bags out momma’s cupboard
never seen an undercover
beats are slappin like your mother
smoke in public f-ck a bubbler
what we smoke louder than thunder
i’m a stunner, world’s eighth wonder
with my brother, it’s jeremy
got so many roaches we could make a centipede
got plans to take over better hope you don’t impede
f-ck 12 cause they don’t even scare me
i’m cruisin through traffic just feelin fantastic
bumpin my album cause that sh-t is a cl-ssic
one hand on the blunt, other on a hispanic
i don’t even speak spanish but my plug understand it
money is my language, i’m fluent and dangerous
on a trip to an island not in the caymans
like we in jamaica we gettin weed catered
sold out of the pound not even a week later

[hook]

[bridge: notgreg & uriah]
yo jeremy it’s your turn in rotation come hit this
uriah on the beat let’s get it, i’m flexin

[verse 3: uriah]
fat backwoods, boy i can’t do the swishers (gas)
saw your b-tch now she wanna take a picture (cheese)
codeine sprite boy i’m bouta make a mixture (woah)
can’t hit the cat if i see h-lla whiskers (meow)
treat shawty like a pack then i flipped her
i can’t kiss, i will not missed her
she a hipster i’m not a hipster i’m gonna flip her she’s so trippy
call me trippy i ain’t red
put yo b-tch in my bed
she gave me head she so smart
draw on her face, it ain’t art
make her life, fall apart, put her back, sike
yikes, can’t see that b-tch in the light
can’t take her out i’ll take her in
f-ck her in my condo
p-ss her just like rondo
she drives a honda, uh
she will pay my bond if i get locked up
but i’m so sly i cannot get locked up, uh
see me on the posterboard with them chopsticks, uh
pull up to your crib with all them chopsticks, uh
she wearing cranberry vanilla chapstick, uh
now my d-ck got cherry vanilla chapstick on it, uh
hooked like phonics give me head she wearing a bonnet i be on it
hot like a sauna i’m a goner
smokin on some merry ganja
got straps like the power ranger
she no stranger to my paper
i be ballin like the lakers shout out lebron she in her thong
20 hits in my bong and i’m gone
mow that b-tch like my lawn
and she blonde

- notgreg

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